26 Red Nights

I've got lines on my skin

Like the lines on a sheet of notebook paper

Only mine are red and ugly

Crooked and jagged

Not perfect and straight

I've got lines on my skin

Like the marks on the roads

Only mine go nowhere but down

Digging deep and spilling blood

The end of the line, the end of the journey

I've got lines in my skin

Thin and old

Scars of mistakes of my past

Thick and fresh

Marks of mistakes in my present

I've got lines on my skin

Like the lines on a sheet of notebook paper

Only mine don't have words written atop them

They're a story of their own

Telling the secrets of the dark

I've got lines on my skin

Like the marks on the roads

Only mine never fade

Reminders of thoughts gone south

Inking out my demons in blood

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