This is going to get ugly.

Nights like this I wish to rip out my bones with my hands and throw them against the wall. They would crash around your feet like little instruments so maybe you could hear me. Maybe you would play me a little song and I could be your music. I'd carry the echo through the hollows of my skull like a broken seashell. I wish to vomit blood into your mouth as it travels down your throat so maybe you could feel me. You might know me well if I lived inside of you. I wish to turn my skin inside out where the raw glows red like fire so maybe you could see me. Would you make love to me then and would I still be as pretty?

Reviews

[RAWR!]

haha awesome visuals!
wow vomit blood and throwing bones.
this is very dark, and pretty.

[Iota]

I can feel the need to be heard and seen in this one. To have them know the real person and not just the image. I love the feelings expressed and how you got the feeling strongly across that you wanted to be heard. Well done.

[Colorful Sin]

Wow... Im speechless--In a good way, of course-- and thats very rare. This poem is amazing. I like the images one pictures when reading this.