Black and Blue

By , Albuquerque, NM


his hands are around my throat
and i can’t breathe
all my thought are slowly killing me
light starts to drain
flowing and flowing out of my veins
his eyes glow with life
my dull, hollow eyes gaze back at him
his heart is open and free
it’s hard not to see
how come no one has saved me?
flowers grow from his insides
meanwhile my heart is trapped
under his lock and key
caged like a feral animal
an open sea to create such a thing
but he says he loves me
so I stay.






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