It's an ADDICTION
something secret
and hidden
late at night
no lights
set the tap running
stuff towels under the door
no longer blindly fumble
I always put my razor in its place
saw at the skin
cut jagged tonight
let it bleed
more than ever
don't bandage it up
I won't care if it kills me
finally
blood is tinting
water red
wipe the blade clean
put it back
where it belongs
drain the sink
and make sure
that nothing remains
of my addiction.
Author notes
Sparkword: Addiction. A new style. I love how when I typed this up, I was bleeding at the wrist, only this time it was an accident (damn paper cut me again 
).
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