Flower hands
Your hands that once felt like flowers blooming under my skin now just feel like hot embers being placed on me
Your scent once so sweet and beautiful turned ugly and putrid
Your arms which I would obsess over and feel safe within now terrify me and hold me down
My words were stolen from your hand covering my mouth, storing them away like a lost treasure
Your muscles once being a thing I could stare at for hours soon became what I hated most about you
I knew you had power over me but I didn’t know you would use it in that way
Collapsing into you like I had sandbags on my back weighing me down unable to get any words except “I don’t know” out
The shock of excitement I once felt from you changed to shock from fear, realizing how much control you had over me
Feeling your arms tighten around my body as I tried to snake away
You loved me, but did you really?
That 3 syllable phrase once giving my butterflies turned into a question in my head
Saving you from your life being ruined but what about mine?
Waking up in a jolt not because I dreamed of you in my life again but because I dreamed of the silent scream, the fear, the strength
Everyone says love is the most beautiful feeling, what about when that love makes you fear living?
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