the knife

Unable to sleep
Through the angry wind...
It bangs at my window pain
Drier and emptier than ever
Bringing darkness to this place
Of once eternal sunshine...
In my mind I see the knife...
It carves your mark on my back...
From my scapulas to my tail bone...
The blood flows
Cold, wet...
I feel nothing...
Just turn my head
As I try to forget...
Stab me with the knife
For all I care!
You can never know
Nor will I ever show
How I have suffered
Since last we spoke

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