Cutting

Aug 09, 2005 02:22

I sit here in dark
shivering as i pull
the razor blade
across my goose bump
covered  flesh
and watch as
the warm blood
flows from
the cut, And
I enjoy it

tiny red cuts line
my flesh hidden
under clothes so
no one will see because
no one will understand
how could they
they don't know
what It's like to be me
how I feel inside
i hurt inside
i'm only trying to free
my pain

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