Do you see the slash of red?
Great!
Do you see the red spreading over my wrist?
Fantastic!
Do you know why it's like that?
You should know.
You're the one that caused it.
YOU ARE READING
Deep Poems
PoetryI use paper I use pen To write What I can not say If only you could hear my silent screams The pain unheard The happiness unrecognizable. ~BY ME
You caused the pain.
Do you see the slash of red?
Great!
Do you see the red spreading over my wrist?
Fantastic!
Do you know why it's like that?
You should know.
You're the one that caused it.
