biopsy by Emily G Myershe is a cancer
growing inside me
I invited him in
but now I only want
to cut him out
he is a memory
I wish I could forget
how many times have I
washed my hands
never feeling
clean enough
it is he that
makes me so sick
wakes me up at night
crying for the pain
and all I want to do
is take a knife
and cut him out
03/11/2004 Author's Note: sometimes I feel like a whore.
Posted on 03/11/2004 Copyright © 2024 Emily G Myers
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