Is this enough?

Exposing skin
Peeled back flesh
Inner workings
At its best
Laid out raw
As you inspect
This bodies worn
Blood infest
You take more
As you did before
Scraps of me
Shoved back in
Stapled shut
By the lies of him
Now walking
Empty vessel
Taking always taking

Will this be enough?


Glass solemn eyes
Blank and absent
Stare off to the sky
A tear
A single tear
Rolls down to her lip
“Why?”