1 cut,
Little droplets,
2 cuts,
Ridding the imperfections,
3 cuts,
No ones coming for me,
4 cuts,
Tears spill down my face,
5 cuts,
Blood's rushing out,
6 cuts,
Removing the stain,
7 cuts,
Alone here,
8 cuts,
It's getting colder,
9 cuts,
I'm almost gone,
10 cuts,
I'm not going to be saved,
1 cut,
All the way,
Straight down,
1 cut,
I'm gone.
1 cut,
One eye,
2 cuts,
A pair of eyes,
3 cuts,
A nostril,
4 cuts,
a nose,
5 cuts,
A mouth.
I can fix her by making her a mask to hide herself.
YOU ARE READING
It's Just Us
PoetryThe ups, the downs, the good days, and the bad. What's the use of a relationship book if you only say the good things? Hate to break it to ya, love is painful just as much as it is amazing.
