I am a shameful creature.
Fabricated from indifference and self indulgence.
Absent of empathy and listless with my syllables.
Don't look at me.
Don't hold me.
I wish not to hurt you.
I cower away at the slightest of touch.
As I creep back into my respective corner.
Don't bother me.
Don't love me.
My skin is not worthy of your doting.
Your affection is not to my convenience.
Don't get close.
Don't yield your throat.
My teeth will graze your lips.
My claws will puncture your skin.
Don't trust me.
Don't surrender to me, for I have nothing to offer.
I have wounds that have not properly healed.
So I will bleed all over you.
I am a grotesque creature.
Insensitive to your existence.
Unreceptive to your embraces.
Inconsiderate of your needs.
Don't expect anything but pain.
As that is all that I am capable of.
I am unfit to love.
But, somehow
I wish I was.
I'm sorry I can't be better.
So please,
Leave me.
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A Collection of Thoughts
PoetryA collection of mostly free verse poems and short stories. Sometimes it is nice to simply clear your head. *Trigger warnings: descriptions of disturbing themes such as: body horror, death, interactions with the uncanny, topics in biology, and suici...
