Mar 30
Razor
To
Skin
Pain
Pain
Pain
I am alive
I am screaming for help
It is silent
Like my cry
Why
Why
Why
I think it’s gotten to the point
Where only poetry can save me
To
Skin
Pain
Pain
Pain
I am alive
I am screaming for help
It is silent
Like my cry
Why
Why
Why
I think it’s gotten to the point
Where only poetry can save me
I did something that reminded me of my dad, and it was just too much.
