Body of Grievances

Dull aching in my cheat

A dark wave slamming against my heart

A beat that bleeds

Blood that cuts

Knives that sting

The staggered edges are my home

I cut into my own secrets

Watch the red bubble and flow out their screams

Because all the secrets come out in screams

The weight of their silence held for too long

The blood comes fast, my whole leg is covered now

Cut after cut it flows

The stings turn numb

As has my soul

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