![]() The BladeA Poem by Sarah Saz
The blade is a friend
a comfort of mine The pain cannot end As blood pours like wine Release of the poison That's what I seek I know the reason Because I'm so weak I've turned my back on the child inside It is her I attack But also her who died Her pain so raw Her jaw so tight It is her I should adore But it is her I fight She is part of me I want to ignore She is part of me Yet not anymore I close my eyes As I push me away It is me I despise Each and every day © 2016 Sarah Saz |
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