I Know Not What Else to Do
Crouching under me like a jackal
Creeping towards me like a crab
You sneak around me like a haunt
You crawl your hands around my waist and grab
You draw me into the heat of your arms
But all too quickly it seems
You make me feel like I'm floating without breath
And trapped in a sleepless nightmare of a dream
Trying not to smile when you hit me to the ground
Laughing at my bruises knowing not what else to do
Leaning into all of your punches
Watching myself waste away as I lose myself in you
poem by Aria Siren
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