I need a love who’ll drink my blood
devour my heart from the inside out
hear the desert trapped in my throat
screamed out in itchy feet, cold toes

Climb into my stomach, stitch me up
identify where past loves cut
kill me if you can’t keep me
but leave me be –
I didn’t mean it to mean so much
I didn’t mean for you to bleed me dry

Drink my blood, eat me up
but I can’t promise you
I’ll stay alive



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19 responses to “43.

  1. WispsofSmoke

    This is haunting. But I love it!

  2. Not so much a like as intrigued … there is something in your words that sink beneath the skin … as said before … compelling.

    • So you don’t like it? Haha but thank you so much, it means a lot.

      • I’ve always had a problem with ‘like’ and ‘favourite’ … yes I hit the button quite often … sometimes more of an acknowledgement of the writer, the skill, the use of words than the sentiment which I freely admit I don’t always understand. As for ‘like’ I like reading you, we are all free spirits, yours young mine old both equally valid.

      • I appreciate your reading, and any and all comments on my work – thank you.

  3. This hit me hard because my last relationship felt this way.

  4. The imageries are so vivid! And wreathed with metaphorical meanings that leaves one pondering over the rhetorics. Kudos!

  5. The imagery and emotions evoked are powerful. They reach deep. And thank you for visiting Written Beneath the Palms and for following the blog.

  6. Hey’ Thanks for follow – this is great! I’m getting almost Tim Burton vibes from it and that’s a very cool thing. It makes me feel sad but in a good way. 😛

  7. This is so passionate and beautiful! I wish I’d written this, it speaks to me so.

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