God it kills me

The sharp end of a knife inside my rib cage

The edge of a razor blade tearing me in two

That’s how I feel when I think of you

The moonlight shattered on the ground

The last remains of ignorance that will not make a sound

Your eyes and these insecurities

I’d like to give you everything you stole from me

I’m cold as I lay myself to rest

Tripping over the flowers laid upon my chest

So tired since you tore your hand from mine

And you were something I thought I’d never find

So place your lips upon my frozen shattered cheek

You left your mark when you told me not to speak

And an I’m sorry isn’t worth my spit

I gave you everything

Just so you’d forget

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