Nothing will remain un-inked; Wounds bleed and feelings can **** and that is why everything must spill. I can't keep this pent up fire caged inside my mouth, the anger, the unfairness of it all erodes my teeth.
Your medicine wasn't medicine at all; more like subtle attempts of mutilation than a velleity. And your arms felt like home, until all love left them, and they felt like smoke enveloping me; you never made it easier to live, right next to you I couldn't breathe.
I will not miss you because there is no place safer than inside the skin I've slowly learned to love, inside eroding flesh, eroding cells, someday I will possess a brand new vessel, a stranger to your hell.
And when you'll come knocking Your utterances will have no gravity; You cannot heal scars with a mouth that exhales tar. You exhale and what your breath touches falls prey to decay - *I wish to remain.