Traumatophilia
~FawkesRises
AN: So here's a poem that's been bouncing around in my head and in my notebook for quite a while. I want to see how you like it cuz there's a fic spin off of this if anyone's interested. Set for sixth year. No set pairing, just Harry and practically every boy in 6th year and up.
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A broken bone doesn't hurt so much as burn
And that's how you feel all the time
A blood donor on continuous drip
Giving yourself away
a piece at a time
night after
night after
night
Maybe if you surrender enough
Forget enough
You'll be able to get through another
day
hour
minute
No longer the little sacrificial virgin-
You've become what everyone knows
what everyone's had
a joke
a trick
Golden Boy turned Gryffindor whore
Even though the ones who say the most
are the same ones in closets with you
Only they get to wash it all away in the morning
But not you
never you
Just remember…
lick your lips
wiggle your hips
and forget his name before it's said out loud
He certainly doesn't care about yours.