Reflections, reflect on what others have made you see in yourself.
Reflections, reflect on what you have made you see in yourself.

Goodbye.
I've died.
Dead eyes.
Rope tied.
Gun cocked.
Suicide.

Holding onto the rod of life.
Throwing the line, out into open sea.
The hook might get stuck.
Don't tug.
The line might break.
Help will come.
You just have to wait.

She lays awake at night listening to songs that remind her of you. Because you broke her, and she will always remember that.

between her palms
raw as a bleeding heart

******* the juice
from a ****** pulp
still beating throbbing

I pictured her tongue
******* a ****,
throbbing in her throat

The way she kissed
the soft flesh and
licked every red drop.