Sparks ignited on the skin
Hold within me the cold
stiff like the board
everything congealed inside
How do your eyes pretend to care
While you squish your knife into my empty vessel
Clouds hold me together
at least that's presumed
because one touch of me and i will dissipate
at least, that's what i wished
Stained and projecting
words whip by
you cut me
You Cut Me
YOU CUT ME
DON'T Touch me!
YOU ARE READING
A Nightmare While Awake
PoesíaA set of short Poems that show a progression of a mental state
