Your hands on my back,
on my boob, on my butt,
Your lips on my lips,
on my cheek, on my neck,
Your tongue in my mouth,
with my tongue, on my teeth.
Your touch on my skin,
on my body, my life.
You made me feel like taking a
knife,
and cutting off all of the places
you touched.
You touched my mind more than
anything other part,
You shattered my brain even more
than my heart.
You broke me, Hallam,
I didn't consent,
to your touch on my skin,
nor the scars within.
YOU ARE READING
My Maze of a Mind
PoetryThese are some of my poems that illustrate how I feel sometimes, some will be happy - others not, so sorry if they depress you. WARNING: these poems may be triggering to some, in particular: The Treachery of the Knives, Beautiful Scarlet and The N...
