Tantalizing
Torturous
Just a few more minutes....
I tap my pencil and scratch my wrist
Hoping nobody will notice.
Finally I'm out of the horrible place they call school.
I run and run home
I remember what they said.
My body aches
My mind starts screaming
Yes. You deserve all of it.
Tears start to run as I try to fight it
But the silver metal always wins.
I put it to my skin
As the sharp, poisonous item
Heals the pain within
I dry my eyes and fake a smile, and act as if nothing had been done.
Like I was just like everyone.
