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 here when I wake up. I will be myself again. Pure, unadulterated Identity, free from the scars of your abuse. I will breathe again. Slow, labored, breaths, but they will be my own, sure as your venom leaks from my veins. I will be myself when I wake up, and you will be gone. I will be myself, if such a thing ever existed.
