I sit before you, skin white and flesh exposed.
Little pink ruts line my arms and my legs.
How long would it take you to notice
Had I not taken the time to show you?
Maybe this is the solace I need.
Knowing that I may never reveal
Myself to you this way again
So that I may indulge in the infliction.
I am starting to get cold
And feel as though I’m withering away
Into abysmal darkness
Where the happiness cannot reach me.
I’m naked and afraid of the pain I bring
Upon my milky body that aches for you.
I just want your touch and I need it so badly.
If not, I may just cut too deep one day.
But could I blame you?Of course not.
Who else would want this body.
No one would want this body.
In knowing this I shall slowly destroy it.
Just for you.
Just for me.
I will remain naked.
2 comments
dont put clothes on
I expected there to be a visible representation of this apparent nakedness….lol JK…great poem though