You and I
You said the veins would travel up my neck.
I suddenly would slip away.
A piece of me that the world could take
but something I wouldn't give
but I gave you so much
I let you read all my poems
I let you try to understand me
I chose the wrong person
I means my responsiblility
I means I as a person made a choice
You means not me
But the veins you held traveled up my back and into my neck
they wrapped around my throat and choked me until I didn't understand
I don't know what to do.
Lost within myself
I am so utterly disgusted.
I just wanna skin the layers of cells within my body
I want to hang myself out to dry
I want to torture my self
So I don't have to see you
or so you can see that I am hurt
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