I'm sorry I do not have the energy to take care of you anymore. I feel you rotting and all I do is ignore the smell. I'm sorry for making you bleed when I was hurting. I'm still unsure of how to deal with agony. I am sorry for not feeding you when you were devouring my organs, now your bones peek through my skin. Most of all, I am sorry for letting him molest you. Looking at you is almost sickening, I will never feel clean. I'm sorry for being ashamed of you and being so fucking dirty. You deserve so much better than that.
-cartomaniac
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4 pm
PoetryPoetry ~ all I know is that you loved me but you didn't love me enough and now I'm shaking but that's pointless because no amount of shaking will bring you back. ~ Possible TW(?)
