My Tourniquet, My Trigger


  • Emotion
  • ,
  • Pain
  • ,
  • Hate

    My Tourniquet, My Trigger

    You will never know the power

    of all that you hold

    in your hands,

    your words,

    you can all control.

    Pour your hatred on me

    then make me feel sweet,

    you fill my head with it all.

    I don’t want it

    but I need it.

    You are my tourniquet

    you are my trigger

    and you have all the control.

    So come lay down

    and choose my fate.

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    dahlusion commented on My Tourniquet, My Trigger


    Simply powerful: "you are my trigger and you have all the control"

    Crush commented on My Tourniquet, My Trigger


    i was attracted by the title but was never let down at any point as i read through the body of the poem. kudos.

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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