Insanity

do you wish we were strangers?

that you could undo the marks

you’ve left on my skin

& the taste of your kisses had

never lingered?

do you think about me when you’re alone

and battered and bruised?

or drunk and high?

do you think of my scars

and how you ripped my stitches open

just for the joy

of watching me bleed?

i’ve carried my pieces

and tend to my wounds

and i’m still here

exposed

just for you

do you love me now?

you’ll bleed me dry

and i’ll still call you

home

insanity - {renata ferretti}