I cling to things
Nail myself atop burning crosses
Sever all my senses
choke myself in links of coiled bloodied broken bones of damned desires
and then rot in hell
I peel my own flesh with the sharpened knife of unrequited love
Trying to deplete you
but still I can’t get rid of this
Somebody save me
The pitter patter of his heartbeat
Is deafening my soul’s expansion
He clips my wings with every passing thought of him that rises like phoenix
What is freedom without flight?
How many expired receipts can I try to cash in before I get my cash back?
I don’t want this love anymore.
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