Friday, May 23, 2014

Silver Shame

Often, blade has been pressed against my skin.
Often, I willed it to move.
Maybe an earthquake would hit
and the blade would slice.
Possibly it would drop and cut deep.

Just as often,
I've pulled the blade away.
Still shiny and silver.
Sparkling for all the world
to see my failure and shame.
My lack of strength
in a moment of pain.

Would a swift strike of a blade
dull the inner pain?
Would it numb the hurt
while at the same time
shock my lifeless nerves
with energy?



-Cynic Ninja