I carve another tally into the walls of this prison
As my heart sits beating against the bars of my rib cage
I slice at the cell that is my skin
Craving the strength to dig an escape
Through the tunnels of my veins.
Rivers flow over the hills of my eyes and thighs,
Some saltwater, some blood.
I wish I could terraform,
Or just blast it all,
So my prison is gone, the ruins left for next of kin.