Pain - August 22, 2010
Pointed glass to supple skin,
the pain is my awakening.
Red liquid stains my soul,
shows me how torn I am.
Once whole, but now broken,
won't my life end?
Now my pain, it grows,
overcomes me,
erases everything I once was.
Now just a shadow of opaque smiles,
I walk through life,
bleeding my eternal sorrow,
shutting out the light,
I feast on my darkness.
Everything was changed,
when I put that
pointed glass to supple skin,
the pain was my ending.
-Chelsea B