Tempest

I crawl out of my skin to lay on the cold marble floor, I can feel everything and as my blood drains out of me my white flesh lays steaming. Do you see what I describe the pain as now, do you see how crooked my spine is? Do you feel what I feel? 

Place your hands on the veins of my neck and choke the rest of me, you can’t be merciful now, you can't be a saint now, you have to kill me now, I'm undone.

I see a door that calls for me, I’m scared to reach it and cross over, can you drag me over there, face first on the ground I feel the same as I did on your lap with your fingers barely skimming over mine

I can feel the hell you described take over me, fire running across my body ripped open. But it’s nothing compared to the lack of warmth I’ve craved for

I look up and smile as the years that passed by me empty now flood through me in the form of pure fire, violent, but not enough, not enough like you would've been

So nothing takes me down quite like you did, squeezing my heart every chance you got and I can feel the next that’s about to come won’t ever hurt me like you did

You were the best when it came to killing me slowly

And you would always be