I stab and cut my flesh and there is no pain.
the warmth of blood is all my skin feels.
I cut myself open and expose my heart and yet I feel nothing.
the warmth of my blood is all my skin feels.
I touch my heart with my bare hands..... a throb.
warmth and a throb.
a new feeling brings joy to my face.
I carve my heart out and feel it throb till my body gives out.
no more warmth.
no more throb.
Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 1:12 AM UTC
I stab and cut my flesh and there is no pain.
the warmth of blood is all my skin feels.
I cut myself open and expose my heart and yet I feel nothing.
the warmth of my blood is all my skin feels.
I touch my heart with my bare hands..... a throb.
warmth and a throb.
a new feeling brings joy to my face.
I carve my heart out and feel it throb till my body gives out.
no more warmth.
no more throb.
