I.
Scratch. Scratch. Scratch.
Pencil pressed against
sheet, scribbling
hate-filled messages
to erase your love.
II.
Snip. Snip. Snip.
My blunt-edged words
cut like razors
severing myself
from receiving kindness.
III.
Tear. Tear. Tear.
A sheet of loose-leaf
ran along my finger-
perforating skin,
left with stinging guilt.
IV.
Lick. Lick. Lick.
Envelope closed with
good intentions,
but containing malice;
I sealed my own fate.