take me
steal me
isolate me
keep my in the shadows
keep me in the dark
chain me to the ceiling
let the metal cut my wrists
use your wrath to whip me
leaving gashes down my back
torture me so slowly
let me feel the pain
skin torn, cut, and bleeding
sprinkle salt on my wounds
rub dirt in my eyes
go ahead and blind me
drag me to a forgotten place
leave me lying on the ground
with not a soul in sight
alone
cold
forgotten
make a mockery of my life
spread your lies
spread your hate
it doesn't really matter
for I know what you've done
take everything I have
smash it
break it
grind it
till it's dust
dust like my ashes
let it blow away
make me disappear
I want to be gone
forever
YOU ARE READING
Things I Never Said
PoetryA girl with a stack of notebooks; full of things never read never said.
