Shiver.
Elbows and hands.
Kiss, no don't.
Bottle up, hide.
Fake smiles and sugar lies.
Spinning silk from blood, stained hands.
These ropes keep me together.
Barely.
Never see the cracks,
They run all the way through.
I hate you.
A blade slip across my skin?
No, afraid.
But release?
I haven't paid.
