Taken Aback Poem by Forever Troubled

Taken Aback



Oh, how I long for the pain
Oh, how I long for the shame

Oh, how I missed it
Oh, how I hate it

What is wrong with me?
Why could I do this...

I miss the pain of the blade gliding through my skin
I miss the blood dripping down my chest...

The scars are all I need
The scars are all I am.

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