Souvenir of Skin - Abiotic

A mother wails in pain as the child is born

18 years or more, time to settle the score

Each time she dilates

A growing list she creates

Dig away at layers covering my fragile heart

Start at my feet and scrape up to my shins

Leaving the residual to barely scar

As the years went by you became a ghost

Disappointing, disappearing when I needed you the most

«Now, it begins

Fresh skin to maim

When I’m finished with you, you will not be the same

Please, cry harder

It makes me stronger

Knowing the power I’ll hold over you

You’re not to question

You’re to nod yes

Don’t worry honey, I am trying my best

Slowly you will learn

I’m not concerned

I am control"

Dig away at layers covering my fragile heart

Start at my feet and scrape up to my shins

Leaving residual to barely scar

As the years went by you became a ghost

Disappointing, disappearing when I needed you the most

Painted

In your disguise

Perfection

Caressing my eyes

«Now that I have you, right where I want you

Spirit’s now broken

Mental exhaustion

The seventh of the second

The day that you wrote this

I need you alone

It’s time to come home.

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