It Burns

what i'm feeling right now

My wrist burns.
Not white-hot,
More like a flash,
I’m okay, not.
It’s a cut, not a rash.

The pain is okay,
It takes me away.
I can’t forget,
When blade and skin met.

My wrist burns.
When will I learn?
That it doesn’t matter,
Cause I’m mad as a hatter.

I know you don’t care,
But that’s not the point,
We’re no longer joint,
Like I am no longer here.

Author's Note

My wrist burns, as you could probably tell

Reviews

[Rhea752]

wow. this is to good for words.