So Short Poem by Cherie Mort

So Short



Rip, tear
I slash the air
Cut, slice
Cold water and ice
Pinch, wince
The skin I mince
Spread, fall
I don't feel at all
Cry, wail
Did I fail?
Clouds, dark
Not even a spark

Monday, June 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: cutting,depression,life and death
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