wordly wounds inflicted,
festering,
going deeper by the day.
try to slice through
before they settle
in the heart of me.
bleeding not red
but poisoned words
and thoughts;
leeching them.
watch them stain
and drip from unwilling fingers
that seem to fight
to hold on to them.
as I watch, I wonder
am I too late?
has their mark taken permanent hold over me?
festering,
going deeper by the day.
try to slice through
before they settle
in the heart of me.
bleeding not red
but poisoned words
and thoughts;
leeching them.
watch them stain
and drip from unwilling fingers
that seem to fight
to hold on to them.
as I watch, I wonder
am I too late?
has their mark taken permanent hold over me?
