he called me rain
because i fell apart like raindrops from the sky
burst into anger
like thor's lightning
when he dug his nails into my insides and fed me a hickey
It turned into a rotten apple core
i bickered , i screamed , i shrieked
Set me free
I said
it was the opposite of rose petals
my skin tasted like metal
the words from my bullies
shielded the kiss
you know what feels like rose petals?
the ones in my hand that i tore and ran
And wrote your name on
Just to let them rot into debris
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कथा | rotten poems
PoetryMy helplessness has written itself in words , o woe. I surrunder to you all of me. Copyright @ Mehak COMPLETED // 2019
