i want to
d i e.
even as you
hold me protectively,
i can't help but
t h i n k
that you're disgusted.
that you can't hold
something
that's as
t a i n t e d
and
r e p l a c e a b l e
as i.
i need to
die.
YOU ARE READING
touched ✓
Short Storystory #2 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | abuse every night you held me. making me feel disgusting, because you were the s e c o n d to touch me. © 2014 flawed- (lowercase intended for stylistic purposes.) [Jan 16, 2015:: #2 in short story.]
