Break-ing

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  • Dedicated to TO EVERY ONE THAT EVER HAD TO ENDURE THIS KIND OF PAIN
                                    

I am coming Down—Choking

                I

                   Am

                          Breaking—breaking

Inside. Choking on Pain. On

                You.

Scrape off My defiled Flesh. Eat

Me—You cannibal. You animal.

      Skin me alive

                   You are like

                Acid

       Breaking Me

                          Down

  Take away everything—from the

                                Inside.

          Your fingers jab and dig into

                                Me.

  Hurt You carry. Pain You bring. Too much.

                     Too, too much. Overwhelming.

               Drowning. Choking. Breaking.

                                                My heart is Rust

Like days spilled blood. Everything blurs. And Burns.

                Down my throat your words

Go. I choke—

                       On You. Hurt. Pain.

                Sorry. Always sorry, Sorry.

HurtPainSorry

HurtPainSorry

HurtPainSorry

Sorry? Hate Me? Hate You?

                Yes, Please?

Pleasure. Pain. Hand in my Hand.

   Head in my Hands.

                                     Grasp It.

                Throw it away, take it away.

    Bring it back. On Its knees.

                                Your knees.

Beg          Please

                                Please

                                                Please—Forever

Forever Sorry. Forever Hurt. Forever Pain.

                I End.

                                Your turn.

                                                I’ve got you on your knees—face down.

This is me

                What you’ve done.

My body’s an artwork—

 of Scars,

          a nice work of scars.

                                Painted

                    In black and blue

                                Bruises

Your Love

                Hate

                       Pain—bruises

        Cover Me.

I keep Losing—You take

the better parts of Me

        Leaving Me to

Find the Worst parts

                Of Me.

      These Days are

                The Worst days.

                                Never had a Bright Day

Now

                I’m all Twisted

                                Burned and Buried

      Under my ground

                Lying in my

Grave—I am

                Dead. We are

   Both dead.

                      You  did this to me.

 You did this to Us.

         I-We are Breaking

                                     Inside. Break.

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