Escaping the Skin  

Oh, I had been pulled down by you
Into this shallow pit of black mud and slime
That burned my eyes, and
Filled my mouth
I could feel your hands cruel on my back, and
Forcing me under, and
Forcing me under, and
Again
Until you tired of you game
Threw me aside and
I could feel you kick blood
            From my teeth and
I heard the silence when you left.

Now, I make my way home
In the dark and in the cold
That numbs my skin to let my thoughts
Consume me with this
Numbs my skin so I can’t feel how hot the water is
Just let the steam blister my skin
As I scrub and tear it, and
I can’t come clean.
Why can’t I come clean?
To clear my head.
Yes, I know what you did

The hours are passing,
I watched the grime flow down the drain
But I can still feel it all over me.
The days are passing,
I watched the sun go down again
But I can still feel you all over me.

Oh, I find my answer
And my mind spins around it
So I focus on this cleansing bullet
To rush it through my head
My fast way to peace
The remedy for my turning stomach
That cringes at the thought of you

And I can’t be touched now,
No
I can’t be reached by you.

© 2006 Lisa