Deepest Cut

Each day 
much like 
the one before 
the one after 

Nothing 
to tell them apart
the sameness 
a blunt knife 
making it 
excruciating 
to slice through
minutes and hours

Loneliness 
slashes me 
a sharp edge 
leaving scars 
on skin already
riddled with cuts

You don’t bother
to decipher 
my silences 
read my smiles 
understand 
my tears 

Unmoved 
by my touch
you evade
my arms
turn away
from my lips

One day
I hope
the cut
will go
too deep
taking me
beyond
all the pain

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