Barbed Wire

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
She was encased in strips of barbed wire, but they still latched onto her scarred skin...

Submitted: May 02, 2017

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I once was made of smooth skin, my eyes never rained, and the smile I wore was real. And then I met a boy so blue his coldness seeped into my lips, but I wanted to warm him. And so I held him until I realized he had already stole all the heat in my heart. So I left him as a trail of barbed wire connected my soul to his. All my future lovers tripped over the wire on their way to my heart, but the cuts on their skin wasn't enough to stop them. I never built walls, no no, I didn't have time for that. I was too busy kissing broken fingertips and surrounding myself with as many sharp things as I could find. But it still wasn't enough. The caution tape written on my skin was ignored, the knives I had stabbed into so many backs were ignored. My pleas and cries were all that was heard, and so I decided to be silent. But that was always taken as a yes, everything was yes with these blue boys. I once met a boy so green that you could see him wring his head dry just to write his beautiful poetry. And he had never been cut before. My wires tingled when he touched them, not afraid at all to be sliced open hungrily. Stupid, stupid green boy. I didn't waste any time with him, I kissed the soles of his boots with my broken lips, and touched his skin with my poison tipped thoughts. He wasn't safe, even though I wanted him to be. My green boy slowly faded to a fierce black as his love bled emerald from all the wire that clung to him. I strung it all around him, decorating him as if he were a Christmas tree, hanging my body of the edge of his heart. I told him to stab himself with his favorite pen, so he understood that the things you love most can kill you. I never knew of love, my mother gave me away before she even looked into my eyes, and my father drank away all his lies. My entire life was coated with this wire that stuck out every few inches, and most took that as an invitation to see how hard I could bite. So I bit and I bit, not afraid to break my teeth, there wasn't any fear inside of me. Until a girl so purple looked into my eyes. She held my breath and suffocated the sky. I begged at her feet, licking the blood from her wounds, I never meant to cut her, but she came a little too close. She left so fast, and took all my wire with. I was bared for the boys who came and cut my wrists. They murdered me, with nothing but metaphors. And I let them, after all, don't the things you love most kill you?


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