YOUR TONGUE BLEEDS
the tongue that drinks
toxins of drunkenness
drunkenness that clouds you
or supposedly does
your excuse
your delusion
it writhes in your bloody mouth
like how it writhed in mine
scraping against my lips and teeth
disgusting
—
it wasn't real
nothing happened
it came from nowhere
no chord struck
eyes open
fAT facED FuCkEr
hands
away
hands turn my face away
deceitful
deceitful
DECEIT
YOU FUCKING TRICKED ME
STUPID BASTARD
YOU SHOULD'VE NEVER BEEN GIVEN A CHANCE
IT HAPPENED ONCE THEN TWICE
WHY
SPARK? MY FUCKING ASS
Who gave you the right to touch me?
Who gave you the right to control me?
Manipulate me?
Put me in danger?
Use me?
Kiss me?
Harass me?
Who gave you the right to even be near me?
To ruin me?
To ruin my relationships?
To hurt myself?
To ruin my life.
YOU ARE READING
𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐈𝐄'𝐒 𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄
Poetry𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔫 fyi; this whole book is just trauma dumping, sometimes it's very specific or it's just ambiguous. lovely themes of: gore and murder, hatred Also a lot of introspection
