Him

He crawled inside my head,
and even after he left
his voice echoed throughout my thoughts.

I was such a confused,
unsure girl.

His mouth made
the rough parts
of me
sound iridescent.

I felt as if I was standing
a top of building,
my entire being edging closer
to the end.

He could destroy me,
and he did.
I let him.

I let him,
because I was cluttered
and lost
and my blood begged him
to give my sad,
pathetic,
life meaning.

I looked down,
I was too afraid.
He didn’t stay.

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