❝ Save me, I need your
love before I fall ❞♡
At year 12 graduation,
Everyone read out what they wanted to be when they graduated.
Journalist,Dancer,Chef."I want to be an explorer." He read.
I didnt know that meant to explore the curves on my body and every single inch of skin it withheld.
The only land that he'd be exploring would be the miles of skin on my body and the palm of my hands.
With razors,
Its like he was standing behind me egging me on.
Harder. Push so hard you turn white. Watch your skin turn fare until it matches the colour of the sink you stared down at. The sink that was now
Stained red.
— s.v // pressure
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Everything I Fear To Say Aloud
Poetry❝ to those who believed the happy girl could not hurt ❞ - in which I convert my thoughts into poetry. © CAPPUSHINO 2017 → highest ranking #34