August 2010
1 post
Bullshit Story #11
The pieces you left inside of me have shattered and splintered into undetectable fragments, lurking in my blood stream. Every scream echoes your own. I don’t want you inside of me like this. I opened up my wrist and tried to cut out every speck of you. This is not my blood on my floor. This is yours. Take it back, It is poison and it is killing me. I close my eyes knowing that you will not be...