Ache

by

Katherine Tildes

Thoughts roll through my head
not of suicide
but of pain
I want to feel it
again

I’ve known it so many times before
come accustomed to it
gotten used to the
steel pressure
the razors edge
the proverbially knife of my own tongue

Now I have none
its been talked away
the ache is there
remnants of the pain
the sharp teeth
the breath of ice
the shiver down my spine
as it grows dimmer

I want that
the separation
loss of reason
release of tension

Maybe I just need a good fuck
some more razorblades
inject their sharpness into my vein
or maybe some more intoxication
to help me start the day
ease the shade into blurred edges

Or maybe just a good cry
a shameless
baby cry

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