לפני 12 שנים. 15 במרץ 2012 בשעה 14:05
Your silence
ripped my heart out
your gaze
torn into my soul
your touch
seared me like
hot coal
but still
I long for you
I still beg
for your kiss
for you words
for your touch
would it not
be easier to
cut me to see
if I bleed?
would it not
be less painful
to whip me
until I bruise
and welt?
would it not be
more humane
to just kill me?
