ASYLUM | j.jh

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i picked up one of the shards from the broken glass bottle.

staring at it at from all angles as i slowly tilted it.

slowly a small smile formed on my face.

pressing it against my skin, it started to penetrate through.

little bubbles of red liquid formed.

when it was in deep enough,
i glided it across my forearm.

now that perfectly fair and scarless arm had a ugly big scar.

it was a reminder for me.

that i wasn't worth you time,
that i was not pretty enough.

i had done bad and it was a permanent reminder for me.

you were the sun and i was the moon.

we were never suppose to meet.