Aftermath



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Aftermath
by John Trent

Deep, it penetrates
Hate’s steely blade
From it's cut
Drains life’s soul
My human shell
So empty its existence
As emotions replay
Over and again

Numbing the mind
Weighted, each limb
Regret slices slowly
Reopening the wound
Eyes distended
The tears long dried
So tired, so empty
Sits this broken man