I am riddled with holes;
Poked, prodded, punctured.
Names called
that drill their way
into my stomach and thighs.
Words yelled
that dance
around my ears in pinpricks.
Slaps given, shoved up
against the wall until
my arms are swiss cheese.
Sinisterly sickening hands
that crave more and
leave my legs riddled with bulletholes.
What he wants
taken, forced out of me so that
I've been gouged with a knife.
The same knife I hold
against my neck that
threatens my life.
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 6:17 PM UTC
I am riddled with holes;
Poked, prodded, punctured.
Names called
that drill their way
into my stomach and thighs.
Words yelled
that dance
around my ears in pinpricks.
Slaps given, shoved up
against the wall until
my arms are swiss cheese.
Sinisterly sickening hands
that crave more and
leave my legs riddled with bulletholes.
What he wants
taken, forced out of me so that
I've been gouged with a knife.
The same knife I hold
against my neck that
threatens my life.
