I Want The Cuts! | Poem

Last night,

The sky cried with me,

The pain was mutual and different,

Yet, tears wet the neutral ground of sick,

I need to hurt,

I’m bored with old methods,

Teach me new hurting,

Deathra, I’m high on pain,

Let’s share fears tonight.

© sjwordsmith

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