Joshua Wagnia 25'
you assume when you hurt me you are hurting me once
but in truth you have already hurt me a million times there
are no rhyme or reason to these wounds but there is a
rhythm a constant drum-drum on the roof of my head like
raindrops when i am without you for being without you
hurts more than being near you ever will and these million
wounds are imaginary but real they are borne of my mind
and carved on my heart like striking blows does this give
me power through tolerance or does it distance me from
those who have done me nothing but good in truth this
pain is self inflicted for the time you’ve dwelled in my mind
has made you a part of it and i am you and you are me and
we are hurting each other like a burning shadow and i
know that it is not the real you i have constructed because
the real you has not lashed me and the real you has the
cooling touch of sol on a cloudless january day and when
you hurt me you assume you hurt me once but you are
both sharp corners and round edges and cerulean and
deep scarlet and such a curse of a blessing that you have
put on myself and i on you
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