🥀Peel me off your skin like a sticker, do you feel my pain?
Lick my edges and fold me to send me off
Because time and time again
I explain
Don't ruffle my feathers or drink my patience.🥀
There's a lot within my veins,
Insecurities that drives me insane.
I am not a fool I can fix my pain.
-•-
🥀If you surrender to your tongue,
you might reverse all the work
I've done… so run!
It's all fun.
-•-
Die to yourself to deliever me
I sink in my tub.
High on a reverie
-•-
Be patient with me, as I am with you.
It doesn't take vinegar to make a sour beginning, watch the 🥀
way you use your tongue.
It's not just for fun
I run.
—•–
To make a curse for you in burning bush
🥀 The tongue is a form of thief, it will give you that push
Wilted roses is not a gift to receive
What lengths it will go to achieve?
A way to exist, a reason to live, to destroy on Halloween.
About the Creator
Caitlin Charlton
Writer first. Close reader and self‑taught critic shaping eloquence.
A survivor reclaiming her territory.
I write dark fiction and poetry through symbol, shadow, and fracture.
Always sharpening the craft. ✏️🔥👠
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