I love the way he fills me
And ***** me like he hates me
I love the way he grabs my hair
And holds my hips so hard it hurts

How am I
Nothing
Besides
Wrong

I sleep wrong
Smile wrong
Work wrong
**** wrong

Nothing in my life is right

I love the word poison.
It entices me.
The way the o and the i
Just become round and full
Inside your mouth
And then are shut up
With the s
And you end the word
With your tongue pressed
To your teeth.

Take me to the bathroom
Take my clothes off
Make love to me
Up against the ***** wall.

Please stay
I love you and I need you
Please stay
I hear those words echoing in his voice
Every time he speaks

I ask what am I?

He says You are poison.

I say I know.

He says sorry if that answer was bad.

I say *No, it wasn't a bad answer. It was a real answer.

All we want is someone to love us.
Somebody who will kiss our foreheads
When we are asleep. Who will tuck our hair behind our ears. Make us laugh. Make us smile. Distract us. Someone who wouldn't ever break us, and someone who will pick up the pieces. We want a love that isn't tainted by the stains of our ruined fingers. When we go home we want to smell like them. Wake up to them. Soft. Sweet. Then passionate. We want someone who will say "I will love you as long as you let me".