Beneath my skin
Beneath my skin, upon my flesh
Are knives that cut and swell
And at every move and every twitch
Oh, it hurts like hell
Never has a day gone by
Without the shadow of past
And every pond I come across
Somehow it seems so vast
I do not know what peace means
I do not recognize light
And I’m okay, I really am
I’m used to all this night
Don’t expose me, do not teach
Make sure I am not learning
Of beauty life can have and hold…
I cannot deal with yearning
Copyright © Rachel Steinmetz | Year Posted 2025
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