breathe.

Fri, 01/27/2023 - 12:40 -- micah_o

I break underneath the pressure 

Of your body on mine

Though i'm not as little as i was then 

I still cannot shove you off

My tongue is still stuck to the top of my dry mouth

chest hurting because my heart is shattering into a million little pieces

that's how you trapped me in the beginning

I thought you were helping me pick up the pieces

Turns out i wasn't broken until you

Now I'm used.

Cast to the side.

Damaged goods.

I though no one wanted me before you,

But now

I'll always be yours, 

Your name engraved into my skin.

My blood beneath your nails.

Every part of me yours, 

I am no longer myself,

Just a carcass.

That walks the earth,

Hollow

Because of your touch.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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