Muscles spasm and insects crawl sweat pools and skin swells
I take off all of my clothes
And what I should be left with is NOTHING because the
Material separating myself from the air is crumpled somewhere in the bed
everything is GONE
Everything except my Guilt Shame Embarrassment Anger Bitterness Sadness Pain Depression Anxiety
Let me see what you look like, let me close my eyes and feel my way around your edges Let me pull you out of me with one huge rip You fucking parasite I cut myself open for you Dug through the muscles and veins and portals and tissue Wiped the blood away as if it wasn't mine And I STILL CANT FUCKING FIND YOU OR YOUR ROOTS OR ANY EVIDENCE YOURE HERE, you've been here.
burrow deep inside of me between my liver and pancreas Caged in by rib bones
Because when I find you
YOU WILL BE EXTRACTED
I AM CUTTING EVERY ATTACHMENT OFF
I WILL COMPLETELY FUCKING PURGE YOU FROM MY BEING
when I find you.
Oh, when I find you.
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