Sunday, May 12, 2013

trauma drama.

we went over the wall
and fell too far
hurling ourselves into
the jagged
ground below
sharp and slick
gave us nothing
but blood
we kissed poison lips
and turned green
with regret
thinking it would kill us
hoping it would be
than later
deafened by the ringing
in our ears
from the things
they are saying
blinded by the glare
of their envy
if they want our scars
they can have them
captured and tortured
no one will read
your death note
chased down and slaughtered
no one will hear mine
we lived
we survived
but we'll never be the same
thank goodness

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