Ink Ripped

Passing seasons never falter

Ink inscribed skin ever after

Heart ache a burning volcano

I hear a bird's song of sorrow

How can I rise from this abyss

When all I want is to remiss

The torturous emotions

The constant ill notions

The scalding rejection

The frozen affection

Of all this mighty destruction

But wait, I rise again

I recognize my own desparation

Energy course through me

Ignite me, change me, inspire me

Allow the destruction to waver

Allow again me to be braver

So that I may feel the pain

Of needle upon skin again

To solidify my yearly lessons.

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