A girl named pain.

Her Physique shaped like a razor. Scares of her existence like physical rivers run down my flesh. Now no longer does she lye in my eyes path But in my mind her initials engraved. Once something i loved reincarnated as the poison i drink. Crafted into my favorite flavor, Favorite taste. But now her essence on my tongue acrimony. Trying to digest another moment with her, forces me to purge. A voice rings, 3am, bright lights in my eyes reads back to me " one missed call ". Another bullet dodged. A longer life for my sanity.