(Except for this Pain)

I don't honestly know.

I feel kind of lifeless,

Which is ridiculous,

Because I can feel my

Heart beating away in my

Chest, bloody and pumping.

I’m not quite sure what to do anymore,

I’m floating on a high made

From detaching myself from

The memories of their grinning

Faces, bowed over me,

Malicious and cruel,

Hurtful and hateful,

Grins carved into careless mouths,

Moths fluttering over an open flame,

Fall, wings burn,

The smell of life winked out of sight.

The End

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