broken bones

» haunted

i hope you feel me
in the dead of the night,
a whisper against the hollow of your throat,
the heavy breath
of a heavy heart
fluttering against your lashes

i hope you feel me
against the arch of your back
as you gasp out a stranger's name,
a cluster of syllables
far too dull to ever cross the profound
curl of your lips

i hope you feel me
when you sob a sad lullaby,
something concocted through
cheap liquor and desperation,
a hateful flush of angry blood
coursing through your weakened veins

i hope you feel me,
a strangled scream lodged in your chest,
rattling within your ribcage,
curling icy fingers around brittle bones
and shaking shaking shaking
until splinters of calcium pierce into your heart

i hope you feel me,
a shadow of a villain
perched solemn and unrelenting
in the corner of your mind,
awaiting vengeance
and craving nothing but love

i hope you feel me,
weaning a spiteful weapon against your back,
a shuddering soul destroyed at your fingertips,
destroyed by your lust -
i hope you feel me,
i hope you feel me