Take a stab in the dark
To see which holes bleed
To see how long before I start silently screaming
wheezing out all of the damages done
Those perceivable wounds that ooze a contemptuous red hue of thick liquid
that slowly caresses skin
before falling down
Escaping body, rejected from the living
Breathing, suffocating from the metallic smell
hauntingly drifting into each nostril
to inhale one’s self
Foreshadowing what’s to come?
I am grateful for change. ❤
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