Chests on Fire
I can't
But I need it
Just one little slash
Deep and sweet
Enough to get me
through this night
Simple regret
with side affects
Pain
Nightmares
Death
Open Thoughts
Cast away
Counseling without consent
Slants
Smiles
Dripping off your sorry face
Such a Fake
Once one.
Always one.
Times Up.
You Lose.
Kristin Currier
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cherry-for-the-sunday/
