PAPER CUT
It's not a feeling
when I touch a flame.
It's not when someone calls
me a bad name.
No, it's not the hurt when
I slip and fall down.
It's not my fragile tears
when you left the town.
It's not those words
that you don't say.
It's when you act in
the distant, cold way.
It's more in your eyes
on how you look at me.
Like you no longer
care for what I see.
You shown me how
your love could be.
But you threw it all away,
I couldn't be free.
I couldn't help but
feel a brand new pain.
In my life, I felt sorrow
behind every rain.
It's not the years
without you, I'd missed.
Because it's not like any of these.
Your love hurts
like a paper cut, so sweet
I could feel your shards
under my bare feet.
Never even feel the slice,
you were so deep.
Every night, I couldn't pray
just to sleep.
It seems so hard as,
but only at first.
Because like a paper cut
the pain grows worse.
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(181 words) February, 27, 2019
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