• Abused, used. Always thinking of you

    My eyes
    on your retreating back
    My thoughts
    on your laughing smile
    My teeth
    on my bitten lips
    My hands
    in tightly clenched fists
    Fingernails
    bitten down, no white
    Abused, refused
    while thinking of you

    Mind's wheels turning
    Stomach is churning
    Head is spinning
    Tears are swimming
    The darkness is winning
    And I keep moving
    Abused, confused
    while thinking of you

    Fingertips reaching for you
    yearning for your warmth
    My cracked lips mouthing silently
    struggling to say the words
    And here I will stay
    Allowing to be
    Abused, used
    Always thinking of you