Burn Myself To Let It All EscapeMature

In your relationships
in spite of us all
you come inside him and tell everyone
I have a disgust to hide
I don't want it

And you see my scars and I burn myself some more and
yet I don't cry I don't cry
I bottle it all up
as you fuck him
You say you're too good for me and I laugh
and burn myself some more

A junkie without the drugs
go and sleep with him and share your disease
you blow him and kiss him on the lips

And I burn myself and I burn myself

The End

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