Softcorelumberjack

Lips shedding skin like serpents, crackling like logs on a fire. The blood seeps through cracks in the ruined skin. Worry brings teeth, settling against the torn surface, Pressing harder with every passing second, Scraping against wounded flesh to part more particles, To cause more tears. She was heaven at first, A movement in the foggy trees, And, captivated, I trailed behind her. Soft touches, laughter, and her weight in my lap, Never forgetting the way it felt to be 'loved'. Photographs mixed in with normalcy, Pictures of what I thought was, But it wasn't that, never, And her subtle magician's tricks have lost their sparkle, Her slig

You broke me, like old china, rippling across the floor in shards, stabbing any who try to fix me, and drawing crimson elixir from their veins. I believed every single one you made, but they were all lies, all broken, just like me, and my heart, which seldom beats. Jazz curled in on himself, shivering, a cardboard box served as his current abode, his only cover a ragged trench coat he'd salvaged from the garbage, he looked up at every passing pair of feet, expecting the sweet, kind face of his savior, but he never came. He huddled deeper under the trench coat, feeling his back touch the cold cement wall that served as the rear of his "ho