Myself; Whole

Scars are throbbing,

Heart still beating.

My skin is a canvas,

waiting for another masterpiece.

My blood runs cold,

just like the blade.

And I fall into place...

My place...

In darkness.

Forever

And

More.

You're tearing me into bite-sized pieces.

Chewing me up..

Spitting me out..

A broken,

discarded,

crumpled,

sick

body.

Choking on your pitty.

Yearning for more.