You rip and tear at my skin
I bleed as you claw my back but you can never get inside me
You break my limbs one by one and crack open my ribs like a crab but somehow I'm still here
You grab my hair and gouge my eyes out but I can still see you
You take a hammer and nail to pin my flesh down to the ground but it doesn't kill me
You sink your k-9's into my body ripping chunks of me out but I won't die
I can't die
I've learned you can't kill me
They can't kill me
You shove poison down my throat burning it and it comes back up bloodied and full of
my stomach acid
You Take my arms and pin them above my head
Your knife glides across my throat and I bleed
You reach in and tear out my vocal cords and lungs leaving me in agony but my heart keeps beating
You sit on top of me and raise your knife high before plunging it into my heart but nothing happens.
You try again but it only bends the knife
Again and again you plunge the knife into me but it only hurts you
The knife snaps and you yell out, you can't kill my heart, why can you kill me?
You can't kill me because I gave up on myself too long ago.
You opt for my other organs and open my stomach
You tear my kidneys and liver from their places and cackle but it's not enough
You destroy my body with every second you touch me and nothing satisfies the hunger you have to continue tearing me apart bit by bit
When you're finally done you yell out realizing my heart is still beating
I gave up on myself years ago
But my heart still beats for the people who helped rebuild me time and time again.
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryA collection of poems that I've written about all different things. Breakups, loss of people, death, anger, etc.
