Permanent Markers

I wrote your name today,

It burned the paper as it lay,

I used my finger,

Cut so deep,

I didn’t feel it,

I didn’t weep,

The fire that poured,

Was once my love,

Now stagnant and painful,

Hate filled gloves,

I take these hands,

Wring them dry,

Watch your eyes bleed,

Watch you cry,

I see the hurt,

That came with this touch,

Should I go on?

Was it too much?