One
If I could, I would rip every last piece of you out of my memory.
You're the reason she smiles,
You're the reason I rarely do.
Two
Nail my hands to a cross and pierce my side with one good reason why I should ever speak to you again.
Three
I washed my hands in forever,
You kissed me with poison on your tongue.
Four
I was always good to you.
Five
I hope your girlfriend breaks you down until you finally feel bad for someone besides yourself.
Six
You only loved it because you knew you had power.
Seven
I was afraid to say no.
Eight
The only part of my body you deserved was my fist.
Nine
You cannot use your sadness as an excuse to touch me, kiss me, and undress me. Go find a doctor, a therapist, your parents.
Ten
It's been three years and you still haunt my dreams.
You still crawl through my rib cage,
You still make me sick.
Eleven
You left tapeworms where my heart should be.
Twelve
None of this matters anymore.
May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 5:52 PM UTC
One
If I could, I would rip every last piece of you out of my memory.
You're the reason she smiles,
You're the reason I rarely do.
Two
Nail my hands to a cross and pierce my side with one good reason why I should ever speak to you again.
Three
I washed my hands in forever,
You kissed me with poison on your tongue.
Four
I was always good to you.
Five
I hope your girlfriend breaks you down until you finally feel bad for someone besides yourself.
Six
You only loved it because you knew you had power.
Seven
I was afraid to say no.
Eight
The only part of my body you deserved was my fist.
Nine
You cannot use your sadness as an excuse to touch me, kiss me, and undress me. Go find a doctor, a therapist, your parents.
Ten
It's been three years and you still haunt my dreams.
You still crawl through my rib cage,
You still make me sick.
Eleven
You left tapeworms where my heart should be.
Twelve
None of this matters anymore.
July 11, 2014
