hurt
i hurt you. the blades that graze across my flesh have turned on you. they reflect, they stab, and they never leave. so many times before, i let it happen. i saw your flesh and scars, so now i grasp the hilts desperately. i turn them around, i shield you from it. i won’t hurt you, so i sink these blades into myself so that you don’t see them. horrible gashes all over my body, cloaked behind an ignorant smile. blades that could heal if i just let them go, blades i so desperately want to hand to you, remain solid in my crying flesh.