Poem: Carve/Drift

 

Carve your name,

where it hurts the most

 

Do you remember,

where we hurt the most?

 

All these issues,

you, Ms. Misuse,

our problems piled up

like tissues

 

Your unjustice was

always swift, for

months at a time

I spent adrift

 

This rift betwixt us

won’t fix itself,

we won’t fix it either,

until the pain is felt

 

My skin is leather,

carve your name,

to remember the pain

when we drift back together

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