Body of Grievances
By Kiraa
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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