Try.
Try and leave your fingermarks on my heart,
and not just my neck.
Try and leave bruises on my soul.
Admire, if you will,
the tiger-stripes you left on my arms,
the leopard spots on my thighs.
Try.
Call me darling.
Rest your lips against my jawline,
and tell me that I am beautiful.
Try and get under my skin with words;
words that you use like stroking hands,
like gunshots.
Try;
Break my heart.
Try;
Break my spirit.
Try;
You think you can dominate me.
Try,
because better men than you,
have left poison in my blood,
and I have survived every single one of them.
Try,
because what makes you think that I
won't survive you, too?
- The games you play are sick,
but I know the rules.
