It makes the pain in the heart fade away.
And makes the pain on my thigh increase.
It’sfine for me.
It’s not battle scars.
Its medicine
Medicine scars
The pain in my brain and in my heart hurts me the most
Makes me depressed.
But
The pain that the blade made
Makes me calm
Oh, the stinging feeling.
Makes me high
Make me feel better
The blade is my life saver
Theblade is my medicine.
(K.J.F)
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Poetry & Short Stories
PoésieChains breaking Evil rising In this dark valley Breathless Hearts racing Blood pumping As you run Fear is consuming you As evil is coming closer You’re powerless Helpless Give up That’s all you can do Surrender Evil is here Possessing you (K.J.F)
