Saturday, October 5, 2013

Scars

Everyone can see them... One right after the other... Perfectly aligned on my arms and wrists... Straight...Deep...Painful cuts... Reminding myself that I exist... And how much I wish i didn't... The razor so sharp and tempting... Yet forever stained with my blood.. Wincing as I move the blade... From one edge of my wrist to the other.. Bleeding a stream of black blood... Releasing my inner anguish... Replacing my old pain...with new pain... Adding to my already large collection... I lay there empty after... On blood stained sheets.... And a tear drenched pillow... Hoping my pain will vanish... Hoping these wounds will heal.. Hoping I...won't wake up...

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