kitty smith

(11 23 99 / new york)

Can You Hear Me? When I Cry

Can you hear me?
when i cry
'why why why? '
do you hear my moans?
my wails?
my grunts of pain?
oh the pain
like a knife, tis a pain of the sure and the absolute.
i fear it is the last thing i have to hold to.
cling to
i let the darkness swaddle me
please my dear darkness
wrap me in your misery
cold as it is
it warms me
like death it assures me
that i will not be bound to my pain
at least not forever

Submitted: Thursday, August 01, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013
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my parents although divorced, cause me this pain, together a pain so sure it hurts every ounce of my body. sometimes i feel like telling them that they might as well kill me, dissenter my heart from my chest while i stand idle and observe there brutal mercy. as i am only 13 i beg you all for brutal mercy

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