Streaks of blood run across my skin
where i draw the blade again and again.
the blood drips from my fingers,i lick them dry.
i cant explain it.i cant say why.
my pain is my own is all i can say.
i control the depth,i control the slay.
the brilliant color against my skin,
a work of art i repeat so often.
my world of confusion slows right down
when the blade i use brings me round.
clearing my thoughts to one main focus
letting me hear only one of the voices.
control;control is all i need
watch the blade,make it bleed.
lick the blood,deepen the cut.
use a small needle,stitch it shut.
let it heal,do it again
control my pain?its just my skin.
cc.
Please tell me what you think
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Heartfelt!!
Your personal way to release pain. It may be too impossible to cry, but I understand and know that this is what you currently believe to be your "only" way to get relief from whatever pain you have endured in life. Please keep writing, it is soooooooooo important to get the feelings out of your head. I wish all the best for you my friend.
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