Day: Feb 17, 2023

Does your skin crawl because of these decisions I make behind your back?

Does your blood run cold, or do you feel like my twisted stories track?

I tolerate your love, but I hate it when you look at me like a sick puppy.

You do not deserve my worst, but you do not deserve any better, honey.

So, do you feel my body pulsating as I crave somebody else’s flesh?

You think that your words are sharp, but I can see through the tearing mesh.

One fine morning the bandage will rip itself off and I will infect the tissue.

You will cry wolf again, but I will not even remember to miss you.