The smell of blood on strangers hands
The way the words choke your throat.
His tight grip on your lungs
tighter tighter
stop! please!
I can't breath, I can't speak
to tell you...
to tell you these things that I am ashamed of
that I know you will never love me for...
never look at me the same
never touch me the same
never...speak the same.
I can feel the pressure in my throat
the pressure from holding in my tears
your words burn my cold skin
and your looks stab my heart with your filthy rotted blade
why?!
you were supposed to be the one to pick me up
to hold me when I was scared.
to tell me you didn't care
that you still loved me no matter who I was
that I'm still your little girl.
I am still me
please.
This was not a choice.
I've been living a lie
for you.
I don't want this anymore.
Please just love me for me
This is who I am.
I am the same person I was yesterday when you loved me
look at me please.
look at me!
I need you here.
I need you to be the one who will love me no matter who I am
god i wish I could step outside and enjoy the soft air
without having to hold on to this cliffs edge.
having my hand slip day by day until...
until I can't hold on any longer.
my soul falls down this deep windless cavern
knowing you
were the one to push me
