i leak
emotions
into the
æther as
i drag
the razor
across
my mind
unable to
let wounds
heal when
the pain
is all i
can process
as the loss
is more
pronounced
each day

i am tired
of doggedly
putting one
foot in
front of the
other when
the only
reward is
scars in
the shape of
dead hopes
carved deep
by shards of
obsidian
kissed with
dreampoison

listlessly
confessing
both my
litany of
many sins
and the
depth of
my love as
cough up
blood and
force myself
to keep on
scribbling
my every
supple flaw
cutting along
the scars to
feel anything
but hopelessly
confined to
the shackles
of denial