One simple pain
From day to day.
The smallest injury,
Never notice the sting.
The slightest sliver,
Forever there.
A slice gone,
And more to come
Until a time when I am done.
These slits deepen,
Gaping wounds across my being.
Unchained agony.
Lost in the torture,
Waiting to disappear,
To be lifted nevermore
And being torn.
These vast openings,
Forever stinging.
Oh take me now from all this pain.
I pray for an end,
A paper cut salvation.
