You cut my every morsel
Grip and pull it downwards 
My earlobes hang like lead 
When you visit 
Germs 

I’m not your safe space you know 
The place to go when it gets cold
I’m a person in here 
But you play your game 
Rip rip - then you laugh at me 

I don’t know if you know this 
But when you come 
I would swap everything in the world 
For you to leave
Me

That probably ignites another of your cackles doesn’t it
That rattles
In my vertebrae 
As this chest 
Weakens 

I want to say I’ll win 
Kick you 
But I am succumbing
To your 
Serum