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Sep 2022
You stole from me
Something I can never get back
Something that I thought of all people who would take it
It would be a man
Another disgusting old man who pervs on young women
Or a young boy who doesn't know how to treat a woman
And still lets his hands roams with the immaturity of a child
But no
It was you
A woman
A “friend”
I hate that every time I
Hear your name
See your face
Or anything that reminds me of you
Makes my stomach churn
My skin crawls and chills thinking about the way you touched me
The way I touched you
If only I could stretch my fingers through my temples and rip away the thought of you
To tear out my tongue and bite off every finger
Would be the only true way to rid you from my flesh
To dismantle myself
Melt off every piece of meat you look at with hunger
Every drop of my being you thirst for
Rip off every pleasing aspect of myself
The ******* you feel the right touch
The *** you feel entitled to grab
The mouth that you shoved your filthy fingers into
So that nothing can remind me of you
But to do that would be to
Destroy myself
And I have too full a fire to let you win
To allow you to win over me in such a way wouldn't put an end to what you did
To what you've done
To what you will do
The way you've hurt me is something you will refuse to believe
Because you
Of all people
After everything you say you fight for
After everything you say your against
You became the very things you loathe
Look in the mirror
Look in the ******* mirror
Shatter the ******* mirror with your grisly being
But knowing you
You would take the glass to open up another woman
Or to cut another with your vengeful spirit
Seeing how you act as if nothing happened makes my skull crack and explode
Makes me want to tear my vocal chords
To unhinge my jaw apart from my skull
And pry my mouth open
Would be the only true way for you understand my volume
To force my mouth open
The way you forcefully opened mine
If only I could tell you how i feel
Everything you've done to shatter my being
The way you act as if nothing is happening
“I still care about Sophie”
If you did
You wouldn’t have done the things you did
But after everything
You're not worth the wasted breath it would take to tell you

- You disgust me
Written by
ambedo
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