Tearing at my skin and eyelashes
My body is covered in hair and I feel it
Every Strand
Every Follicle
The dread, the fear, the pain
I need a woman, a distraction, a lover.
The cuts on my elbows hiss and bleed and she is alone.
She is alone and I can only watch
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Inspiration World
PoetryA book of ominous one-shots. Please read if you are •in need of ideas •tired •bored •in debt •want to cry •want to forget •listen to podcasts •want to enter an interesting head-space •love women •hate actress Emily Blunt •are still awake •procrasti...
