Skin

                                                  Jumping…
              Up upon the back
Pulling long hair
                                  Tearing through delicate skin
                      To make them believe in…
Your religion
       A chaotic intimacy
                                           Such mis-shaped love
    Filling every hole
Assuming complete control…
                 Blackening clean sheets
While perpetuating harm
                                   Wasting precious time
         Then killing every feeling
                                In a game of double dealing…
      Sliding to the floor
                             Drowned in sticky excess
            Each breath taking its toll
Laying almost still
                                  Reaching out to pop a pill
                    Fingers touch
Circling
Then taste the kill
         Eyes now closing
                             As a heartbeat is slowing


   Their lips no longer glowing