Thursday, February 19, 2026

Self-Inflicted

I was walk walk walk 

walking along with path, when

suddenly I stopped. OW!

Burn baby burn, it burns! 

The hot stuff bled through my thin,

 black, long sleeved shirt that stretches slightly when you pull on it.

I remember my cousin commenting: 

"You're wearing all black!",

and ever since then I treasure it.

But not now. It let some scalding stuff slide through and burn me,

spread throughout and oh, oh, oh, it hurts.

And now it feels like my head is feeling lighter.


But when I looked down 

at the damage,

There was a tiny, star-shaped hole in my chest.

Now I won't get to see the rest.

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