prick

"Prick"

.i'm the symbolic bruise

beneath the skin

that lays right below the

surface of detection against

the slightest touch

I flinch

For you are too strong

and I can't conquer where

your might leaves me

I'm dying and crying

vexed and buying some

more of this misery

before I ru(i)n out

of time to tear apart the

tragedy I've created -

and

b.r.e.a.t.h.e is not an

option I can currently afford

the currency I will pay in is

called pain, suffering are the bills

and sleep is the means of profit-loss

i'm the symbolic bruise

beneath the skin

that lays right below the

surface of detection against

the slightest touch

I flinch

-sometimes you are too much.