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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