Tear my limbs,
Skin,
Hair.
Break my bones,
Confidence,
Motivation.
Rip out my heart,
Lungs,
Brain.
Throw me to the wolves,
Let them drink my blood like it's water,
Eat my eyes like grapes.
Take my clothes and burn them,
Make a pretty bonfire.
Gather around and enjoy some smores.
Use my skin for leather boots.
Use my bones as weapons;
Fight off the demons.
Make my skull a nice center peice.
Harvest a feast for my pain!
Celebrate the sacrifice I made.
Use me to your benefit;
I hope I made you happy this one final time.
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry
PoetryMost of this is sad, any TW will be at the start of them I'm a 16 y/o just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :] (Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)
