i was banking on the third time being the charm

i didn't really have anything else to lose

i let it all slip away- allowed my most vulnerable parts to be taken from me

by soft hands with sickening intentions

maybe they weren't all intentions- but their makers set their own fates

imagine how it must feel
to have someone tell you they care
tell you they know what it's like
to have organs ripped from your chest
to have them promise you
you're safe in their presence
and safer in their arms
only to have them turn into
the person they swore they weren't

it feels like nothing

nothing at all


there is blank space and silence




three times

three times


forgive me if i raise my white flag

it's hard for me to breathe without your heart
but it's harder for me without my own