Slam my head against the keys
make it all out of tune
not like it will help.
Break my fingers with rulers
bend them out of shape
not like I need them.
Dig my eyes out with spoons
pop them just like grapes
not like I need to see.
Bash in my fucking skull
cave it in with a bat
leave me a dripping bloody mess.
Leave me, leave me
Leave me dripping alone
hiding in my corner
blood painting the unwashed floor
That I meant to clean last week,
the week before that, month
year, I meant to clean it.
Take me apart and lay the pieces out
Shred my bones and crush my soul
Dissolve me in my own thoughts,
God knows they are toxic enough.
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Just Watch Me
PuisiA collection of random bits of my life, poems, and general musings. Most likely going to be focusing on Queer issues.
