Needles (Go Away)
Needles prick my brain
When I think of you
Little stabs of pain
Where you used to live
I don't want you there any more
You don't belong there any more
I don't know what to do
To make these needles go away
I wish you'd go away
It was worse months ago
The needles were daggers then
They'd slice my mind
And bleed me dry
It's not as bad now
But they won't go away
The needles still remain
I wish they'd go away
I wish you'd go away
3/19/18
© Huw Powell
humanthoughts.org
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