trapped

I’m a wounded animal
biting those who try to heal me
chasing the hunter who
put me in the trap

bear claws closing around my leg
chew it off if I want to escape
hurt yourself to get back
at those who hurt you
cut off your nose
to spite your face
that’ll show them who’s the boss.

you stuck the knife in my heart,
but I held your hand
and twisted it

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R. Brookes McKenzie

what fresh hell is this

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