I remember
Oh how I remember,
The way you
Used me.
I remember
Oh how i remember,
The way I
Exposed you.
Exposed your brain,
Showing all the puss,
from your rotting frontal
And temporal lobes.
I remember
Oh how I remember,
Watching your eyes
Roll to the side.
Dodging the unsightly sight
That was your true, rotten self.
I remember,
Oh how I remember,
"We both need time to heal".
Your hand
Yes your hand
Slowly creeping up my thigh.
I remember,
Oh how I remember,
That damned open message.
Because I know on the other side,
there is some bitch ass man waiting for me to fall back into his hand.
YOU ARE READING
Post Teen Poetica
PoetryA collection of poems written by yours truly, a collection of how my brain rings. For a different reading experience, check out post.teen.poetica on TikTok. Watch out: some poems are only on wattpad and some are only on TikTok
