Every Slash Counts
Scars of you
reduced to ribbons
Touch the pain
Put a bandaid where it hurts the most.
She tries to cry.
He takes the tears.
Touch the wrist.
Loves her more than himself, or so it seems.
Rain is red.
It's flooding blood
Thunderstorm
Lift your eyes up to the crimson.
One more gone
Nearly two.
Save the pills
For a neverending "next time".
Just a poem I wrote for a friend who's going through hard times. Really hard times.
