when i could no longer find comfort in neglecting myself from the necessities of meals and sleep, i turned to the sharp pair of scissors that lay on my desk
with each slash across my thigh came a brief moment of tranquility
muttering apologies to the older man whom had hurt me deeply, i felt at peace with the sharp pain that came and went
after months i had finally found peace in that pair of scissors, with the scars on my leg to remind me that i was not alone.
