cut me deep.
cut me deep so i bleed.
cut me so deep that i can't see
the rights or wrongs of the leap.
cut me deep enough
so i can't see the beauty
of the flowing blood.
so please, cut me deep.
YOU ARE READING
To The World
Poesia"the inferno of words would be my demise if i did not express them." #501 in poetry #640 in poetry #689 in poetry #692 in poetry
