Fingerless

It's insane how much has changed. From never talking- to talking every single day. I am more attached to you than I am my phone My 2 addictions combined Infused with my blood It is a good thing that you would never lie, right? My heart has stopped. Frozen in it’s tracks When I am down in the dirt, it is your hand that pulls me back The hand is made of arsenic, little did I know Slowly poisoning me, while I beg you not to let go You’re my 2nd addiction. The only other thing I couldn’t live without The weight of my phone in my pocket and the weight on my chest when you are away. I want to break the glass prison that you hide in, The one that surrounds your heart. The shards from the glass would shed my skin and I would keep the blood in a bottle, One that I would keep on your altar while I pray at my knees. I would use my hair as a rope, one forever attached, I would tie it around your heart so that you could never leave me again I would use my tears to boil my eyes so no one would ever question if i have eyes for anyone else My skin as the carpet of the room I furnish for you with my bone. But now there is nothing left of me. Just the pieces I gave to you. The ones I hoped you would treasure But you really dyed them blue. You took the parts of me that I let your arsenic hands touch, You boiled them blue until I was exactly the kind you liked You left me there, Blue on the corner- Begging you not to drive away. Not to let a stranger pick up the pieces that you tossed in the waste Those letters and poems, i filled my notebooks for you I would have written until my fingers fell from my hands. One-By-One. Use them as fuel for a fire to keep you warm. Pick my nails until they bleed. My blood, all for you. I would let you drink my soul And chew on my bones My heart was left dry- Thrown out with your junk Left to rot and cry I thought we were tied. Mine heart to yours But you cut my hair and used it to climb the wall The one of the room I built and furnished with my bones. You used my hair and my veins as means for escape To get away from all I gave away Now I burn. My exposed muscle and organs They thrust for oxygen But I could only get my oxygen from you.