I want you to get tattoos
That remind you of me
Pushing with all the strength I can render
Against the love and acceptance holding me up
Wanting so desperately to fall apart
Fighting so hard go hold it together.
Have you ever
Fallen out of
Have you, too,
Teach yourself to
Train yourself to
See you first?
Falling back into
Each sunrise brings
A face that has felt assult.
Arms that have shaken from past trauma.
Between the legs hides fear of being sexually assaulted.
The eyes dance at night with dreams that remind the body that she is not her own.
Bruises healed on each leg from the tears that he shed promising he would be better.
Ears burning from every apology that girl uttered before continuing to take what she wanted.
"You're so ******* ****."
Why does it feel like my body is working against me.
A spoiled carcass that I drag along with me, politely accepting every compliment and bending this body to please others because that's what I've been shown I'm good for.
So check out my **** huh?
Pretty ******* ****.
To hate myself