Somewhere between wanting to cover my entire body with tattoos
and tearing my skin off
Whatever hurts more.
I want my surface to burn
when hot tears spread out.
Unspoken words like a simphony
in my subconscious abyss.
Sour memories soaring my tongue
like cherry wine.
Trying to fill the void,
but my holes get even deeper.
Don't run your fingers gently on my body,
Make me bleed,
Make me burn alive.
Make me feel pain,
the pain i deserve.
May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 7:50 AM UTC
Somewhere between wanting to cover my entire body with tattoos
and tearing my skin off
Whatever hurts more.
I want my surface to burn
when hot tears spread out.
Unspoken words like a simphony
in my subconscious abyss.
Sour memories soaring my tongue
like cherry wine.
Trying to fill the void,
but my holes get even deeper.
Don't run your fingers gently on my body,
Make me bleed,
Make me burn alive.
Make me feel pain,
the pain i deserve.
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