You dug your claws into me
Tore off my flesh
And dug into my heart
If that's all you wants
You should've said so
I would've gladly given it to you
I would tear it out of my chest for you
You didn't need to kill me
I would've died for you
Now you have to live
Knowing you killed someone
Do you even care?
Did you think anything of me?
Or was I just your pet?
No need to wash the blood off your hands
If someone asks
Just tell them it was animal blood
YOU ARE READING
Amateur poetry from an amateur poet
PoetryNothing more than my word vomit poetry. I'm not that great a poet (as shown by my previous abandoned poetry book) but I just have these poems sitting and collecting dust, so yeah, might as well. Most if not all poems carry a trigger warning (discuss...