"Cruel;
how my body is scarred from your fingertips
tiny little burn marks retracing your steps
igniting
from every word that falls from your lips
and
I just can't put out the flames
no way to stop the damage
it
consumes
me,
every bit and piece I had safely tucked away
distorting
destroying
the moment you put your hands on me
and I scream
I scream
I scream
until my lungs collapse beneath my ribs
such a bittersweet ecstasy I can't refuse
raw and real and mean
every touch ripping open another scar,
scorching; your blood with mine
forever binding
no matter how far you walk away.

[[You make me sick.]]"

6:05pm---1/9/2009