These Cuts

Nurse they do not like you either.. They know..you do bad things to us.. You make us sleep untruly is..you bend our limbs when we sleep/..happy is our dreams. The cuts you explore, you spread them more and our bodies weep twice, as much than before. Your face you do not even mask, so sure of our powerlessness, you stand in the way of our hopeful recovery in fullness. Skined of limb, through these thoughtless cuts you explore so happily, always on us, your tears are the wrong ones. You are a bad, Evil nurse woman, untie..me..now...