Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.

Every waking moment
Trapped in memories
Haunted by your words
My eyes itch and burn
It’s not over for me
This is the beginning
Feeling the what-ifs
Marks layer my chest
What have you done
Will anyone save me?

Read between the lines
Verticals horizontals
That can't  be expressed
The ups and downs
The all arounds
When you finish
Handle with care

I don't like my poetry.
But I keep writing
because you may read it,
accidentally, and while doing so,
sometime you may
find it interesting, if not
inspiring!

And I remember watching that stupid movie

It had so many awards

Nothing scary had happened but the darkness it projected made me anxious

You held me

You held me during

You held me after

But even then,
Though comforting,

I still don’t love you

ill forever have a piece of you, and you'll forever have a piece of me.




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Tired and weary,
Torn and worn;
Wrung with wights,
Thick with thorns.