Ropes stretching, squeezing my lungs,
binding flesh in, and expanding pink tissue,
suffocating, coughing, choking up words.
My throat pinched, struggling to say
What I Need To Say.
Scars on my heart and on my hand,
reddish bruises covering my pale abdomen,
shrills held in, but do I risk it?
What's one more beautifully purple mixed blue
Infraction?
Why do I stay with a creature,
morbid, able to inflict pain on someone,
On Me.
Gasping for air, that salty, watery substance
inundating my every crease.
"I love you baby."
But he loves me. I've never been loved.
I can't lose something I have been needing.
Covering up my myriad continual pain,
the marks that I'm constantly reminded of,
turning into a vibrant watercolor painting with each passing day.
I've had enough.
I'm done.
Please Stop!
"but I love you"
Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC
Ropes stretching, squeezing my lungs,
binding flesh in, and expanding pink tissue,
suffocating, coughing, choking up words.
My throat pinched, struggling to say
What I Need To Say.
Scars on my heart and on my hand,
reddish bruises covering my pale abdomen,
shrills held in, but do I risk it?
What's one more beautifully purple mixed blue
Infraction?
Why do I stay with a creature,
morbid, able to inflict pain on someone,
On Me.
Gasping for air, that salty, watery substance
inundating my every crease.
"I love you baby."
But he loves me. I've never been loved.
I can't lose something I have been needing.
Covering up my myriad continual pain,
the marks that I'm constantly reminded of,
turning into a vibrant watercolor painting with each passing day.
I've had enough.
I'm done.
Please Stop!
"but I love you"
