Cutting Deep

Copyright Nenad

As I sit alone
And you’re not here,
I fall so low,
I don’t feel real.

I close my eyes
And think again.
What am I doing?
Am I insane?

Suddenly it all
Makes perfect sense.
It slowly starts
To bring me content.

The cut is deep.
It bleeds with lush.
The scars won’t heal.

Another mark…


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