Holding the scissors
in my hands
I walked towards her
golden hair.
Brother said “Do so”
in the dark
while he was asleep
and she in deep slumber.
Stepping towards her
did I intend
to seize her throat
and scar it?
I am not mean -
there is only love,
only love that has no
place in my life.
Please, mummy do not
wake up this
instant, your scream
would wake him, too.
But she does
and my blades
slash a wound
into her flesh.
Are you still loved
and I still ignored?
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