deepundergroundpoetry.com

death to valentine ~

he doesn't speak yet i hear his voice
with every sharp stab in my heart
he walks over me
around me

fuck his sorry & what i expected
i express my desire & all he does is raid

his whipping tongue
rips at my flesh
leaving ruby welts

where's his heart
    i swear he ate it
maybe he never had one
       maybe i ate it
maybe i don't have one

i can't love him with my black soul i have dug my eye's out & lost my breath in the echo forming a heart of stone


      
tommielynn
Written by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2 reading list entries 1
comments 2 reads 216
Vatsyayana
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 11:55am by cold_fusion
SPEAKEASY
Today 11:52am by cold_fusion
SPEAKEASY
Today 10:15am by dejure
SPEAKEASY
Today 10:13am by dejure
SPEAKEASY
Today 10:10am by dejure
SPEAKEASY
Today 9:09am by Northern_Soul