Pulverize

I find myself hoping
You'd crush me
With your soft palms
Pulverize my hurt
Along with my being

I discover myself aching
For millions of reasons
Known and unknown
Eyes set on future
Yet I dwell on

There's nothing but scar tissue
Thick skin-looking surface
Hiding the filth
From what has been
What should never be again

My emotions suffers vertigo
And in a way
I wish you'd free me
There's parts of me
Waiting to let go