Some nights are fine. But some nights, Your face is all I can see When I close my eyes.
You said that day Haunts you, But do you lose sleep Like I do?
How many consecutive days Have you stayed inside Because you were too terrified To go anywhere on your own?
When you walk to class, Do you keep your head down And your eyes on your feet In fear that I might show up?
Do you need four million volts In your bag at all times Just to feel something close To safe?
Do you cringe When you think of me? Do you still feel me In your grips?
Did you find someone To care about you? Someone you care about too? Can you ******* tears When they kiss you? Does it leave a guilty taste On your lips The way you left bruises on my hips?
When you hold them close Are you reminded of the way You held me throat?
Does your skin crawl When they touch you, Because no matter how close You're dying to be How loved you want to feel You can't get rid of the memory of me?
No. Of course not. You're not haunted. You don't know what it's like To have the ghost of someone Who stole your sense of self Live inside your mouth. You don't know What you did, And I don't think you ever will. But I hope one day Someone makes you feel as small As you made me feel.