88A Poem by nihilistictablelamptold him i’d rather have been physically abused than emotionally because it f***s you up for life, sam because i cannot cannot cannot say ‘no’ and every other word is sorry, every third action a wince, double checking that nothing is on fire that my heart isn’t on fire (sam, i let him leap inside of my body) lucky lucky lucky you’re so f*****g lucky we keep you here in this house this home this cage because no one else would love you. © 2016 nihilistictablelamp |
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