Pain

Once again they are growing
longer every day

The sleeves are showing,

as I'm realizing slowly

I'm not worth more than a cent.

I was pushing them back

but they returned to hunt me,

My heart is too soft to be hardened

I should have stepped off

but I couldn't.

It's not over, still going

A book with blank spaces

blank pages

not even halfway there

How is it still going?

How is there still more?

I found myself back in the places

looked down at my laces,

The cuts weren't healing

New were appearing

The blood now is speaking for the tears that stopped leaking.

still learning

still hurting 

The pain never stopped

I just got used to it

The more it got 

The less I could feel it

But from here and there it stabbed deeper

I felt it