I
By Natasa Nikolic
Raking at my torment
Raising my gaze again
Nothing needs to be said
The draining is imminent
One calming feeling
Soon we’ll meet again
Will I dare to look next time
When you come to greet me?
I hate to wake you
Your swelling majesty
I know the eyes will wander
Shallow without compassion
The lust for control
Open smile for assurance
Pave way for a sweet scratch
Turn the blade vertically
Striking at the vein
At the right moment
It’s my pain, my power
I have the scars for proof
I tell you and still
You don’t understand
Your look of disgust
Mixed with skepticism
It hurts me more
Than I could ever do myself
I knew and I know that now
I am truly alone
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