Well my dear
I didn't ask for

This hollowness
gnawing my stomach
to shreds

This mind retching
over and over
of just what I did wrong

Oh, I know you're
tender
and
bruised
and fucked
so we must tread
lightly

While you
stomp and
scream
like clowns
in a mad house
circus

How could I forget?

To hell
with your
delicate constitution

I promise
you will feel
my step
if ever
I am to walk
again