my words lack conviction 

there is absolutely nothing that i could say

that would intimidate you into hurting me

i want to be tattooed with your abrasive nature 

i want your sharpened words

to carve shameful names upon my ribs

fracturing them until they too wish me harm

and force themselves into my beating heart

and a pastel of colors intertwined with soul

canvas my body both inside and out

and i rival timeless art

in suffering and death 

Submitted: November 16, 2019

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Wow! Some really strong imagery in this!

Sat, November 16th, 2019 9:07pm

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