Flesh is tearing
Blood is smearing
As it blossoms on my skin
It feels so nice
It's almost heaven
When it's actually a sin
The heavenly sensation
As the razor slices through
My skin
And the blood
Leaks out as a sigh
Of relief escapes my lips
YOU ARE READING
The Darkness Inside of Me
Poetrythis is my first poetry book,so please refrain from judging it
