Writings

Obsessed

Dear friend, it’s been a long time

We haven’t connected for awhile

Since you’ve drawn out my crimson honey

You’ve since disappeared into raised pink scars.

I find my skin calling out, crying out, for it’s old friend again.

not to graze, but to gash it deeper.

Gash it open and spill as much honey as she can

perhaps I’m obsessed…

Crying for help…

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