you, my dear cupid please fuck off.

to be safeopen wounds fresh scattered shelter rhythmic heartbeat to steal the attention what to do how do i ask where do i go when out of breath from running so dam fast fromrunningsodamnfast as if your heartbeat left scars on my back begging to be healed the back of my mind now memorizing a blurred face when will i yield when will i submiss allow you [anyone for that matter] the possibility to break my heart.

nails dragging chalkboard bit lips, internal bleeding i feel a "never" coming on & its frightening.