A cold sharp razor
touching soft pale skin
I breaks it. Pooling blood
Like a volcano slowly erupting
Red and brow stains the pale
The pale smooth skin
It stains my hands and thigh
I keep going deeper and deeper
Relief washes over my body
The thoughts slowly disappearing
Its like I can breathe again
I take a gulp of fresh air
It fills my lungs
As if I am no longer drowning
