Reminder
"Where have all the red roses gone?" I ask myself as I cut through the thread of crosses across my chest. "Thump, thump, thump..." Beats my heart even as I pull it out. When I thought that this pain would kill me, I realized it was there- it happened so I could feel alive. Sometimes, pain is a reminder that we feel, that we are alive. And as the clock ticks by, as rosebuds bloom, I heal, and I am ready to love and hurt Once more.