I hope it felt weird when he touched you,
and it didn't feel like me.
When he stroked your cheek,
and his hands weren't soft like mine.
I want to be remembered,
in every kiss you receive,
in every touch.
He's not worthy to be loved by you,
no one is.
How could he have won your heart so fast I wonder?
So quick you are,
to want love again.

I carved freedom into my skin

When your mind attacks you, you can’t focus on anything else except surviving

Minute, by hour, by day
Until it fades
Becoming a soft hum in the background

handcuffed to the wheel
shadow on stairs
bones aching to break
shadow in room
knives in drawers
purple toes
purity of night
bathtub in death
a
puddle of gore