1/23/17

Ny mouth tastes bloody,

I think I am bleeding.

It is not as painful as the words I’m seeing,

I’m drowning in your tone and the doubt in your eyes.

I try not to dig my fingernails into my thigh.

 

I don’t want you to leave,

I don’t know you to go.

But my mouth is full of blood,

so it will stay shut.

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