Perfect

You say I’m special
Deserving and perfect
But not for you

You reach inside me
Twist and squeeze me
My hopes, my dreams, my fears
Into a tangled heap

You expose me
And examine me
Steamy hot and bloody
In your hands

You shove the beauty you need to see
And the horror you don’t want to see
Back into the core of me

And smiling at your generosity
Not seeing the pain you cause in me
You walk away