Love

What use is a pat on the back

If it is done with a knife?

Take your hands off him

Because he's the only one that I have ever loved

If you must dispose of me

If the light in my eyes is too bright for you to bear

Please don't find her skin

When you turn the lights out 

At least have the decency to hang me from the trees

For everyone to see

I don't want to imagine words you spoke to her that night

Naked bodies look like porcelain 

Let me die with your blood stained, guilty hands 

Around my neck

You both knew I'd be bleeding inside. 

Inspired by Love by Daughter