serenity

pulling away from all stings, like bandages pulled from woundsquickly it stingsslowly it elongates the pain 

but we find it easier or habitual this way.revealed it is only flesh 

as we all know 

but still surprised. 

as if we are not like all other's pain. as if we are alone in all of this. as if you are just you as if I am just I and nothing, nothing has ever happened or existed before.

pushing towards bruises like gripping the soft spot of inner arm or thigh.days later in revealing purple-grey-blue hues 

one is surprised. as if the pressure would never leave marks.

as if we are not like all other's pain. as if we are alone in all of this. as if you are just you as if I am just I

and nothing, nothing has ever happened or existed before.