Glass Skin Poem by Rijad Islamovic

All the sins you've done
Weren't enough for me to break
As you pierce into my heartless chest
You see ink leaking down my skin

I express common pain
In the shape of words and thoughts
'Cause I may have insufficient feelings
To make the emptiness a home

You're trying to get under my skin
But the pressure might make it break
It my cut me and I would bleed
And it might never heal

And you give me those razor touches
Scarring my sanity
I hide beneath my rationality
Until it leads me to insanity