thinking never, never thinking

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Never thought the taste of blood could be sweet.
Never thought you'd blindly repeat
my words.
I want to believe I can tell you everything.
Though the smallest thing you seemed too keen to let him know.
If you tell one you'll tell another. What words did we share that stayed only ours.
What did I say to make you think that things we say are for his ears.
To repeat me like a voice recorder.
He hurt me so I lashed out.
The creep who makes my skin feel too tight.
Or my eyes empty sockets.
A thick black tar to help me overlook what has hurt me.
You change my world, you add color.
But,
When you had to go and tell him, the one who made me feel so lost.
My head feels swollen.
My heart is numb. To think I was ready to trust you.
Yet even now with all this done, I just want one thing. A hug.

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