Ire Hands

I am uncomfortable in my skin
You can peel it off any way you want
Pull in every direction
   touch it through and out

May your hands and teeth seek their way in
Feel only this moment
Forcing me to stay
Tangled in barbed wire

Or maybe hit back for the last time
Let you choke on your own blood
and watch your eyes fade

Or, you know, tell you
"Hold me like you'd love me"
This is something sad people say.