you tear me to shreds
with every acidic tear, you shed,you melt me.
I am guilty of crimes unknown, crimes that I did not commit.
how am I guilty?
when you kill me, you kill me
walking the staircase of my heart,
trampling each threader.
I am lost by the light which blind me with,
your light.
when you spill your words,
they cut me up,
your sharp edged words.
they cut me up
into tiny bits and pieces,
into microscopic pieces.
I'm burn't, I'm scattered, I'm being killed;
but I love it I love the way you kill me.
I love your hands and I love each touch.
I love the way you kill me.
©keshana__
K