I am cutting off my fingers one by one. For you.
Needle and tread.
A ten bead necklace. For you.
You are smiling.
For the first and the last time.
Now.
My body still bleeds invisible.
Chains encircle my broken wrists.
But we can get out of them.
Now.
Needle and tread.
A ten bead necklace. For you.
You are smiling.
For the first and the last time.
Now.
My body still bleeds invisible.
Chains encircle my broken wrists.
But we can get out of them.
Now.