Pain and Sorrow
The tears fall, a sign of weakness.
A sigh of pain and sorrow.
I can't take it anymore.
Pull the razor and feel the flesh rip.
The blood represents the pain leaving the body.
I'm left feeling relieved.
The wound will heal, the pain will return.
And I feel I have to repeat it all again.
Scarred and torn I wonder when will it stop?
Only when my heart stops beating.
So I open the flesh, one last time, and release all the pain, stop all the tears.
Copyright © Myka Ramsey | Year Posted 2006
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