its a right
not a prize

"I'm an open book"
She says

Written in
code.

flower pedals clog the drain
purple blue red and green
the water starts to rise
the boiling water burns my skin
the flowers sink
the water turns black
the tub starts to overflow
water everywhere
im strapped to the floor now
every breath is full of black water
till i cant breath anymore
the flower pedals go down the drain
the water dissipates
its clear going down
my body left exposed
the door opens
and im no longer gasping for air
im gone

im not going to give you credit
and say that you are the one that
you obliterated my life
because i can do that by myself

im not going to give you fame
by saying you tortured me
because i can do it

i am going to tell you
you made me strong enough to leave
and smart enough to know when to leave

im so tired
of being everyone elses image
i want to be me
but who can accept that
even i cant