i like making impressions in my skin
it's so easy to take a rubber band and wrap it around and around and then leave it.
i like watching my skin turn purple as my blood tries and fails to flow the way it's supposed to.
and i'll press my thumb nail in, not hard, it doesn't hurt, draw a line and watch it show and then fade away.
and i like unwrapping the rubber band and seeing the lines left behind.
i like the feeling of my blood rushing forward to flow correct and i like watching my finger go from a dark purple to a light pink again.
it doesn't hurt, what i do
so i'm not sure why i do it when i'm sad
and only when i'm sad
i know it's not healthy and if my moms right one day i'll leave it on too long and lose my finger
but it doesn't hurt so i don't feel bad doing it
i like leaving lines in my skin
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