Gore

Inspired by Someone special, i hate you dearly.

You make me want to scream, you make me want to cry.

Talking to you is eating me alive.

My insides are gone, the gore all swallowed and chewed.

My rib bones gnawed and my spine splintered loose.

You hurt me and broke me, consumed and choked me.

I feel the lacerations, gashes and rips.

My ventricles are mutilated, no longer able to beat.

My heart isn’t on overdrive, I can no longer think.

I can feel your teeth masticating my tendons.

I can feel your nails burrowing into my flesh.

Your heartbeat growing faster, against my broken skin.

This is your art, the thing you love to do.

Leaving broken girls fallen behind you.

Author's Note

Tell me what you think, To much gore?

Reviews

[Distant horizons]

Tragically beautiful write.

[OliviaTheElf]

I loved this when I first read it in class. How wonderfully it sounds like Nathan! :D This is a poem for women who have been discouraged by any man, anywhere!