call it what you like

my aches and pains, can you reward me for sacrificing my dreams. cut the cord, I’ll drown in your womb. where is my mother now? no liquid in my lungs, I need your milk to protect me from infection. don’t stop me from growing but don’t let me live this way. do stop me from mutilating your sons. bodies hang from chandeliers, still moist. don’t cut her down I like to stair at those beautiful scars. I don’t dream anymore cause I can’t sleep, that or I’ve actually been asleep for years, this is all a nightmare and I can’t wake up. pins and needles pins and needles. this iv is itching, please pull it from my vein. I don’t need the fluids anymore I’m already insane. if you want to help remove my stomach cause its sick and it burns, so I’ll hold it and squeeze and tighten and lay here with my toes curled….only so many tears I can cry until it turns dry and again blood pours from my eyes. STOP!!!!