[poem] Chronic Chemical Burns.
I'm singing my fears to the window pane.
The ground is still marked by the rain.
And all the sky's bruises that won't ever fade
Are a constant reminder of your pain.
It's foaming, I'm scrubbing, and soaking it in,
Sodium hypochlorite alleviates sin.
A swelling of blisters, but it's only my skin.
They don't know how it burns deep within.
A gash in a canvas where no lines have been drawn.
The sun shatters and fades before dawn.
My thoughts have ceased and in the silence I'm blind.
I won't expect you to love me this time.