pinch Me
let Your nails dig deep
'til blood runs down My throat
I see the anger in Your eyes
but You're not mad at Me
You're mad at Yourself
You never wanted to love Me
but here We are
You can't get enough of Me
so beat Me
make My eyes bleed
take it all out on Me
Your sorrow now belongs to Me
I'm the object of Your affection
I'm the object of Your aggression
~
don't tie Me up
Your words are ropes
they wrap around My wrists
they pinch tight
I'll still look at You with loving eyes
when You tighten Your anger around My neck
~
fillet me with Your longing eyes
I know You've always seen Me
I see right through Your lies
You've always wanted Me
I see right through Your lies
I know You've always seen Me
fillet Me with Your longing eyes
You've always wanted Me
~
I feel Your grip, it makes You high
I feel Your kiss, it makes Me high
and just like this
You slip Your knife
straight through My ribs
My heart still beats
even with the cold blade
My heart still beats for you
even with Your lying tongue
~
mistake someone new for Me
call her by My name
eat her heart out
like the scavenger You are
search for Me
in ever doting smile You see
but Your face will droop
make her wonder where Your minds at
make her think You hate her
~
come back to Me
I dare You
find an empty seat
occupied by Your love for Me
try to escape Me
see Me on the street
follow Me
try to fill My seat
see Me
kissing someone new
see My smile
see Me
with someone who doesn't
pinch Me
About the Creator
Tanya Lei
A poet, if nothing else.
In a blank space, captivating words flow freely to create something that has not existed before.
From my mind, to yours.
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Pelicans
a fleet of pelicans on rippling water drift— peace fills my heart now. It was a delightful feeling to see this large flock of pelicans floating on a lake in a mountain town, not far from our home. They sent the message, enjoy doing nothing, in nature, feeling strong in a community.
By Seema Patel6 days ago in Poets
Standing While Falling
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH2 days ago in Critique
Comments (5)
This is so intense. I love it!
Oooo, that ending felt so liberating and empowering! Loved your poem so much!
Wow. You did so good. This one literally made me speechless lol. I actually have no words other than job SO well done 😱😱
Goddamn. Lol. Tempted to say bring back the cute harpist girl all is forgiven hahahaha. But this is fucking good, lass. It feels so sensual and dark and toxic and feels like a slow creeping death the way it progresses..masterful writing
I like the spooky control of this.