"This Time You Really Pushed Me Away: You're Not My Captor, You're My Father"

your hands feel cold when they’re wrapped around my neck
but your eyes scream fire

everyday your nails dig deeper in my skin, burning my lungs
corrupting my emotions
triggering my tear ducts
the noose gets tighter and tighter

I am stranded out at sea
drowning in the bath tub
buried alive, 16 feet deep
your eyes are mirror images of mine, persecuting me

you are killing me and it doesn’t even phase you
control is something of pleasure
you are ruining me and you don’t even mind
that one day I will ruin myself because of this