ache
the way my heart squeezes and aches
I feel like my heart could break
then I catch a glimpse of my aide
the gape of a scrape
as long as my heart feels less ache
to feel a little of an escape
yet I know it’s a mistake
the way my heart aches
as I plead and pray
my thoughts in disarray
I feel like I’ve lost my bearings today
I feel the sting
I feel like I’ve sinned
my head begins to spin
as I look at my skin
ever so pink
bleeding ink
which I wipe away in a blink
yet I embrace the feelings this brings
for the little me within,
this has been
but a win
for death hath not called
yes, these scars scald
but my ache,
no longer prolonged
yet
I feel like a fraud
for I so dearly longed
to feel a little less flawed
looking down
sawed and clawed
staring at this assault
I feel myself frown
I can’t even count
how many times I’ve drowned
I can feel his approach
his hands as they begin to grope
I feel myself choke
I look down again
red begins to soak
as I slip down this slippery slope
a little stroke
maybe a small joke
he provokes
my head spins
as he grins
but I will never let him win
for the pain you bring,
the ache you spring,
there lies within
your sin.
