Kay Gaiser

Rookie - 20 Points (Pittsburgh, PA)


Your reach is long, but your tether short
As you watch me bleed from self-inflicted wounds,
You throw words at me, cold and hard like hail,
But they land soft and fleeting like snow.

At times, I cannot tell if you
Can see me through the haze of self preservation
Most times I am amazed at how we both come
to the same place from opposite directions.

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