• Amy Littleford

Barely Healing by Amy Littleford

Consumed by the thought of you.

My mood stays stagnant as each

word you speak comes into focus.

You use your words to maim each one;

a laceration across my skin.

I use my words to show you my heart.

It still beats for you but it is

forever slowing down.

Each cut: bleeds and then heals.

Just a new scar

to add to my collection.