Written by Elysian Huyz
Numb to all pain but that which hurts The scars on wrists scream in testimony
But I just gaze in thoughtless wonder At the wounds that make this all bearable
The pain doesn’t hurt less cos
Pain knows pain
As skin knows blade
Take a moment from outside the circle Come see how red blood cells sickle See only the horror of our ways
As the poison flows through open veins But wait, look!
The shadows go brighter, screams less louder,
In one moment everything fades into nothingness,
Silence traps tranquillity in my erupting mind.
I don’t hurt me…I hurt those that hurt me;
The monsters and voices that keep calling
The choices and mistakes that keep reoccurring
The chronic insomnia that leaves me stalling.
This is how to take away their power. In one flash of blade peace finds me Then leaves again
For predators to return to their prey High court, supreme judge..
You don’t know where it hurts
Just where it cuts
Stop treating the wrong cause, Accusing the wrong source,
You only making it worse.
Candle wax, burn scars, skin holes Flying darts, hidden marks, Broken parts, fading laughs Needle sharp, lonely heart.
Art: South Yorkshire outsider artist Paul