What's Wrong

Take Me

i take pills to relieve myself

of the headaches i get

when you hit me with tantalizing

words

i drink this alcohol

to numb the disgust i feel

about my addiction

to your lies

i bring the gun to my head

to feel the cold truth

press against my emotions

and you,

you cut my wrists with teeth

so sharp that your words

come out jagged

you hand me a knife

to ease yourself of responsibility

that comes with our encounter

but i won't let you forget

everything you've used to hurt me

because bullet wounds don't

fully heal

and jagged scars are

faint reminders

of what had been done

so take what you please

and do what you will

but i will follow you

to the end

of the twisted road

and i will take back what's mine