Tamed

Huntington Beach, California 2016

Sanctity, lies beneath my tortured back,

Bleeding out, a pool is formed

In the shape of you

Hunted, A trophy won

Your biggest kill, wrapped in wool

Though this had nothing to do with skill

But pure lust, for blood

The blood shed was not in vain,

No, love is what filled these veins,

Your ghost is what hurts me most

Tortured by him, I am undone but never tamed.

Blamed for all your disdain

Love fills these scars, not shame

Raw skin, I gave

Why do we hurt the ones we love

The loss of me, is all you gain

And I pray, you too feel pain

The pain of lost hope

This wool I keep, I will not hide

unshaken by your lies

A pool of blood, is all I leave you.

I am Sanctified