your claws
they dig in
tear through
rip apart
my body, in tatters
your claws
they dig in
tear through
rip apart
my body, in tatters
i try
i come
you twist
you turn
i leave
destroyed
evades
twists
never within reach
torturing
my waking moments
i would fight
but
i am the pacifist
with this slight
with this analysis
i leave the world in paralysis
you held me
tightly
wrapped within bonds
constricted
me
i thought
it was love
i
hate
them
why do we
create
art
why do we
not
bother
the sky
it closes in
surrounds me
envelops me
we never
watch
anymore
we glance
we do not
observe
we see
but
we do not
see
my eyes
they burn
images
of life
scarred across
my
retinas