wonds dressed with love

By , Houston, TX
nothing is how i felt
nothing no emotion
no pain
no joy
nothing
dead
i felt dead
i stripped off everything
i wore and ran th water hot
i got in and felt only the
pound

pound


pound



pound
of the water's steady beat
it pounded down on me and
i didn't feel it
i didn't feel the sting i know i should've from the burning water
all i felt was




nothing


nothing


nothing

nothing
so i picked up the razor as the water truned me bright red
i placed the razor to the soft
vulnerable skin behinde my knee
my body started to heave and shake
with the sobs i couldn't hold back
is this really what i've come to?
self mutilation to feel
anything

anything



anything





anything
a warm hand laid it's self on my shoulder and i screamed and heaved
the contents of my stomache
all over myself
still i cried


cried




cried





cried
then arm attached to
the hand wrapped it's way around my shoulders and pulled me into
a familiar strong chest
another warm hand wrapped
around my right hand
still tightly gripping the razor
and replaced the the razor with the hand before it could cause much damage
i cried and seemed as though in a


trance


trance

trance
trance

the hands of some unseen savior
cleaned me up
and picked up my left knee behind my knee an involintary wince caused
my savior to lay the leg down and inspect the wound
it would've been worse if he
had gotten there any later
he gently washed the wound with water then
sweet

sweet


sweet



sweet
kisses i looked up into his eyes
and was shocked to see him
he who had wanted only one thing
from me but
when i offered it to him
he dropped it
and vanished without a trace
leaving me all alone
to pick up the



peices


peices

pieces
pieces
now sits here
dressing my wounds
with love
and asking
for forgiveness
for all that he left behinde before





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