How You Harmed It
Can you see this, ripping through liike paper? The wounds are opening, God I hate her! Im going faster, deeper, slipping down in anger. Sewing me shut, becoming hung like a clothes hanger. Terrified, suicide, all these things running through my mind. Cant stop whats already started, stabbing my heart, thats how you harmed it. Do you feel this, running through my veins? Moving me around like some board game. Now my wounds are bleeding, the cutting seems deeper. Pulse coming to a stop, Im nothing but a pain keeper.
Copyright © Justin Miller | Year Posted 2009
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