It's starting to get bad again
I'm starting to think of running the blade across my skin
Feeling and watching the blood run down
Tampering what others view as beautiful
While all I see is ugly and worthless.
All I can see when I close my eyes is running that clean blade across my clear skin and getting the rush of adrenaline through my body as I bleed
Only stopping the blood when I need to.
I know where and how to cut because I learned from my mother, before she changed her major to teaching.
I can't stop thinking of this
I just want to do it
I fear it'll ruin me more than the mere thought of it
It's like an itch that's begging to be scratched
I can't stop thinking of this
Help me to get rid of those thoughts
YOU ARE READING
thoughts and feelings
Poesíajust writing down my thoughts and converting them into poems
