Poetry – Day 28

What Lies Beneath

It starts with the chafing of the skin

The flesh is slowly removed inch by inch

The tender tissue exposed

Oxygen hits and the tissue stings

You cut my flesh with your judgments

Your words slice razor thin through each vessel connected to my heart

I’m sure you believe your thoughts are helpful

I’m certain that you think what you say can shape my future

Your words make me bleed profusely

The tears I have cried leave blood stains on my pillow

I am slowly dying on the inside