Best Poems Written by Jillian Rivera

A Burning Touch

A hand with a touch 
That makes my skin 
Burn.
 
I jump with fear
 afraid of the pain
That I constantly feel. 

Those fingers that 
Touch me even when I
Plead them to leave me alone. 

I can feel the fingertips
Still around my throat 
Leaving a mark that will
Never heal correctly.

 I Feel the palm against
My cheek changing the 
Once pale now a bright 
Red.

 I have tried to 
Wash the fingerprints 
Away. Scrubbing and 
Scrubbing till there is 
No more skin left.

 I still am wary of a new 
Touch. I beg for 
Graze that will heal 
Me and not poison 
Me anymore.

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