Treasure Island

Hannah Anderson

(June / Maine)

(((identity)))


My sleeves hide my identity,
the side you’ll never know,
the side I’m ashamed of
and the side I’ll never show

Deep in the night
I feel the icy need
For this life to end
And me to do the deed

But this fear holds me back
This fear of death and life
yes it sounds messed up
But it evens out with a knife

The knife that slices my skin
Marring my soul forever
You’ve just cracked the surface
Love will end this endeavor

Submitted: Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Edited: Thursday, February 17, 2011

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