your mouth filled with knives
cut into my skin
they dig a hole
you fill it up
so i will never die
yet feel the pain of empty flesh
every moment
i feel it tear
and every second
i know you're there
"you are not worth it" you say
you turn away from any pain
like a syringe
withdrawing feeling
wash them away in the june rain
or bury them deep within your core
if that's the case
i'll wait forever
until you're sure
you want me more
