I need to learn
How to love myself first
Before
I can love you
The love that you only have
When you try to stick you’re hands
Down my pants
I need to learn how to
Love myself first

He always told her
That he would
Sweep her up
To rescue her
From the monsters
The monsters in her head
But when the monsters
They came out
He ran as fast as he could
To find someone else
Someone else to sweep up
That didn’t have the monsters
The ones that she had.

I love him
He loves me
I hate him
He hates me

He touched her ever so softly
The moans escaping
Through parted lips
Only he ever knew how
to touch her so right

I miss you’re mouth and you’re hands
I miss you’re eyes and you’re smile
I miss everything about you
I miss our weird talks
To the way you’re hands touch me
I just miss you all in all
I miss you
And
I hope you miss me

He was so rough with me
It was unbearable
I cried instead of screamed
I bleed instead of cummed
I guess I was
Just another one
Of his **** victims

He told her
Not to tell a soul
So she sowed
Her mouth shut
With a
Needle
And a
Piece of string