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What Have I Become?
I feel the burning on my arms from my bladed friend
I watch as blood seeps to the slits in my skin
I sometimes look forward to that certain pain
That only I can control
It kind of feels good
I don’t know exactly why it happens but it does
I hate that no one truly knows who I am
My heart is slowly being torn apart
I think that’s why I look forward to that small little blade
In a way it helps ease the pain
I am shaking as I set down the blade
Not from the pain but from the ease of pain
It feels good