Don't cry, cut
Don't weep, bleed
Don't talk, sever
Don't feel, there's no need
Each wound so considered
Open scars long before
To watch my life drip away
On the bathroom floor.
As deep as you dare
Alone, I am here
Don't talk, I'm not listening
I'm past that point now
But courage betrays me
Self preservation prevails
This time until next time
I stitch my open veins.
