the cold blade runs across my skin.
sending chills down my spine.
i watch in fascination at the crimson red blood runs down my arms..
its feels so good
as the pain in my heart slowly fades away.
but the pain from the cuts are coming as soon as the emotional pain is gone
and it almost seems useless.
till i see the beautiful cuts upon my arms.
and it makes me feel like everything is perfect til the next day.
when i have to worry about hiding my cuts,
so nobody will know how messed up i really am.
