to cut

Cut
sharp and quick as if with knives
you throw one two, and then a tirade
I can’t duck, I can’t hide
I stand and face it full on.
Perhaps I have leaked a poison slowly but surely infiltrating the bond.
But these blades work faster..
I am used to taking the cuts in the back, but the way you throw them..
straight in front, it is a different kind of pain.
Much sharper, colder – but warming in its honesty
Complexities or lack of, is the problem.
But where do I go to find these?
I looked in my pocket, I looked in your’s
I searched behind my bookcase filled with stories
no luck

So now it’s at this…
I don’t want to defend myself
I deserve these cuts
My only wish is that it is indeed my poison that has caused this, and not another’s… or sharp cuts of your own.
So if this is your vent, if this purges you of your poison
go… throw
I am open to your cuts, I will do that for you.

to cut

fillette

Joined December 2007

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A reaction to a situation..
sometimes it’s difficult to understand

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