Cuts litter my body
Some made by accidents
Some made purposely by me
I love them all
Especially the ones made by my handy work
A blade slices against flesh
A tough string doesnt give until a deeper push
Slice
Ahhh the beautiful sound of it's making way
Beads of red droplets slowly seeping out
Slice
Slice
Slice
Slice
Cuts
Cuts
And more cuts
Tears in the flesh
Small droplets of crimson blood smeared againt the newly ripped pieces of flesh
The arms
The thighs
The legs
The hands
Every place needed a mark, a reminder
One I'll never forget
You are still here
You are alive
You are broken
But you're not fully gone
Along with the memories and thoughts that caused the need to rip myself apart
They'll never fade away
I'll never fade away
The original picture was not mine but
I edited it so that was my finally product, the whole poem was mine. This came from the heart and means something to me.
Thank you for reading it! More will come soon~
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Short StoryJust a bunch of random Poems, Short stories, and writings I came up with. Warning- a lot of dark and sad topics
