Empty Thoughts

Metal Sharks

Thoughts invade my mind

Thoughts that should not be there

For some reason they always seem foregin

They always catch me by surprise

But they aren't

They are my own

They come when I see the shiny metal

Of three new blades

Sharp

Skinny

Dangerous

They try to scare me

They're daring me

Wanting to see if they can hurt me again

Manipulate me

Make me bleed

Taunting me

They know

They know I have failed yet again

They're always there waiting for me when I do

Even when I get rid of them, new ones will find me

Shiny

Sharp

Skinny little things

So small but with so much power

That I can't resist touching them

And they slice into my skin

Feeding off of my tears

Thriving from the horrible shrieking noises that are escaping my lips

Their skinny nature

Makes skinny lines of bites

All along my arms and hips

Until eventually the sharks leave me

Lying in the shower

The hot water washing away the evidence of their attack