you dont need it
but it creeps up
E V E R Y
S I N G L E
T I M E

its never enough
you need to feel
you need the clarity
the feeling of the cut
its easier than feeling

my dear
please,
tear me apart
im so fragile
im so small and pure
lay your hands upon me

i'm afraid to be touched.
it reminds me of his hands
the way they took so much
i don't feel like me

i want to scrub my skin
scrub it until
all that's been touched
by him
is gone.

this isn't my body anymore
it's some hollow shell
the body of the little girl
who he took everything from.

why was a door left open
between my legs?

maybe when im older
i can change that.
close that door
that was left open for anyone to enter.