How rude of me to assume that
You wanted to get better
How rude of me to assume that
We'd do it all together
When you're out here
Lying through your sweater
~
I just saw it
The hallow in your eyes
And with that comes
My demise
If I stay with you
We both know its true
~
Painful twisted words
Stuck on to my forehead
Stab me with your knife
Put my corpse in your closet
~
Beat me till I'm blue
Eat my heart for dinner
Hold me till I'm numb
The last breath on my tongue
Shove me down the stairs
To break all my bones
~
Slice me up
Sew me back together
Make things with my skin
Drink my blood at supper
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.
https://www.instagram.com/soulpaintedart/
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Comments (2)
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The subtitle is already terrifying. But it nurtures intrigue. Lying through your sweater. This stood out to me. It's so sad when someone don't want to get better. When you had faith in them... Your demise... Oh gosh. You're not insinuating... 😳 Put my co- Sta- Oh my eyes cannot unread this. Yet I still want to go on. Shove me do- oh my gosh. I wish that no one ever goes through this. This is next level. But then you painted such a real reality. That's what chills me Make things with my- gosh. You've got the trophy for the most disturbing but masterfully worded, poem. 🤗❤️