Moonlight
I stand naked before you
And not just so you can violate me again
Ask me if I feel good, when we both know I don’t
I stand before you so you can see me
The real me
I want you to see how you’ve destroyed me
Look beyond those bruises
Yes! Look inside me
I know you see me crying for help
I know you hear my pleas
But no! You just want to chase a high
Stop touching me
Stop telling me I’m fine
I’m not fucking fine
I want to leave, but you’ve got me needing you
You wear me on your neck like a price
Like a deer a hunter carries on his back
Bragging about his big kill
I want out!
But I won’t give you the satisfaction of seeing me in ruins
I’ll fucking wear a smile
And like dead game, I’ll let you carry me, show me off
One day I’ll be the hunter
And I’ll wear your skin like you’ve worn mine
And use your teeth to adorn my neck
And in the moonlight, I’ll stand naked
And ask if you find me beautiful again
Written by Pineapple Drama
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