Barbed Wire

A barbed wire fence straddles the divide,
so sharp a reminder of the barrier between
us.

This arid wasteland,
ripped in two,
a gaping wound
through
me.

My tears fall onto parched dirt
and my skin tears on savage thorns.
Aching wounds bleed when you look away
and I die inside.
The flower wilts
until only a shrivelled husk remains.

Light fades as night claims me,
the incessant cold a reminder
that I deserve all this,
and more.