mama and papa didn't like it when i cry
said they can't stand it
said it makes me look weak
but you liked it somehow said
"you look pretty when you cry"
followed by the anthem of your laughs
and i grew vulnerable within you
skin by skin
flesh by flesh
vessels by vessels
gave you the power to leave me dead
but you had said
"don't worry baby not in a million years"
but **** now i can't bear the sight
of how frail i look
naked and inadequate
i'm drenching my cheeks
holding the letter you gave me:
"i'm sorry i didn't mean to **** you."

when she opens her eyes
and the light starts to swallow
she finds nothing but
loud blatant screams,
so she closes her eyes
heading for the dark
where she only feels
the stillness of solitude,
and when all else turns black
she feels nothing
more
like
home.

i am merely
an old playground
crooked swinging arm
rustic spine slide
haunted love tunnel
few visitors
come
and go