I’m listening As words crash in boards Glass and dishes Break in hoards. I’m fighting as Space lessens. Fear of his hands; His touch of aggression.
Red syrup on my skin Blood on my lip Fire in his eyes No remorse. I cant sympathize. I’m done breaking like these walls. Wood to ash I crumble and crash.
I burn, to match the hurt you inflict. I Bleed, like gasoline. So take me, Take all you need. Just let them escape, Untouched and sane.
I fall apart Just like the rubble, I lay, Demolished.