Done

Tiffany C.

Choked by mother love
Wanting me to stay with her
When I want to run
And be a teen
She holds me back
Saying, no, I want you here
When I stay there
She wonders why I don't go with friends
If you care  let me go
If I come back, then you'll know
You did good while keeping me
If I run from you
And don't look back
What you did
Don't mean jack!
I can't breathe half the time
And you think I only whine.
Let me stay with a friend, or a brother
And stop forcing me under.
 
 
 
The knife gleams silver
And red at the tip
Her body rattles with a shiver
As her focus begins to slip.
 
One slice
Two slice
Three slice
And then she cries.
 
The numbing of her sense
The gory red
How she doesn't wince
Means she's already dead.
 
But how when she still blinks
When she still breathes
Because she's held by links
But her body's just a sheath.
 
So when you see her next
She'll be walking
And she'll seem vexed
But she'll be dead when talking.
 
Let her go
And she will run
This will show
If she's done.....