If he can
rob your last morsels of self love

If he can
so gently butcher your heart,
tear out and slice every nerve until nothing remains

If he can
drive you to this pen at the yawns of night,
to spit out any words that still fail to illustrate how
he erased you

If he can
lead you by the hand to a glass ocean - below it’s depths,
and never let your neck bare the surface

If he can
**** up your sleep
when he haunts every last dream

If he can
eletrecute you down to raw bones
on a clear night

why can’t he fix you?