My skin is too tight
Their eyes rake in every inch
Burning and slicing each piece
They can and can't see
Shoving down their lust filled
Affections with a nasty smile
Down my throat
Help
It hurts
I'm uncomfortable
I feel worthless
Yet it's normal
It's blown off
It's just a look
Nothing more
But when their gaze clashed with mine
Phantom slimy hands grope
And strip me down to the bone
Stop
Stop
Stop
Stop
Stop
My mind goes blank
When I come too
Their throats at slit
Their blackened blood coat my hands
The knife I have
And my clothes in which
Have been put back
They are choking on their own
Little friend
And peace eases its way into
My veins
Death
And light
Partake in the recreation of who
I tried to hide
The hate thickens
The urge un matched
If only when I start to breathe again
Their eyes burn into mine
Once again and their
Throat remains un-slit
While my nails break skin
And my hands bleed in my pockets
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Unveild Human Civilization
PoetryTHIS IS NOT A STORY It is a point of vew of people and life the things i feel that maybe others can relate no sugar coated fantasies...If you can't handel some of it i understand just be respectfull in the comments please ;) ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ ...
