Carve

Carve your likeness in my leg
To match the engraving in my brain
Superimposed on everything I see
It is slowly driving me insane

The sun now shines rays of shadow
Upon my world, once so bright
This darkness never breaks at all, save for you
The father of the shadows, holder of the light

These shadows have absorbed into me
To become an outer shell of pain
I’ll cut a hole through this shell
To let this darkness drain

Carve a slice out of my wrist
For every time I’ve thought of you
But all too soon I’ve run out of room
I guess my arm will have to do

But through this all it’s not you I blame
Nor do I blame this on your rejection
Instead it’s this curse of unrequited love
That is the cause of my dissection

Your kiss that never met my lips
Is now replaced by the kiss of this blade
I’m broken now and I want you to understand
I want you to see this mess I’ve made

Carve your name deep in my wrist
Like it’s been etched deep in my heart
I should have known this is how it’d end
I should have known this from the start

**first off I'd like to state I'm not a cutter, never have been...it's just that sometimes I write my poems from another person's point of view. Still using my emotions but just what would happen if I was someone else.

Sorry to contribute to the mass of cutting poems for anyone that doesn't like them...**