halcyon hinge
Baby,
Can you maybe,
Teach me how to cut myself?
Last evening,
I tried bleeding,
But I felt nothing at all?
I have no clue
How you knew
How to make it hurt better?
As I should,
I draw no blood,
As the unstained water drowns me.
Remember when,
All the way back then,
You showed me how to cut you deep?
On your wrist,
As we kissed,
I tasted every drop of blood.
So tell me why,
When I try,
Can I not bleed like you used to for me
You used to cry,
Then we would sigh,
And make out on a bed of razors.
Every time we kissed,
You always seemed to miss,
The scars I tried to make.
clever saffron