No regrets. *blade buddy!*

Please
Let me cut just one more time
One more single line.

I just need to see the blood.
Make sure its still there.
Make sure it didnt leave
When you stopped giving care.

Please,
I need it.
To live.
To feel.

I just want to make sure im still alive
That the bloods still real
That im still able to die

I dream of razor blades.
There all around me.
Begging me to use them
Like before except more freely.

They didn't like the caution I had
The limits I gave myself
When I got sad.

No more than ten today.
I'd pace myself.
I have to keep myself safe.
I'd say.

That ones deeper than usual.
It's enough for a while.

The blades would hate me for not taking them out.
They enjoyed the feeling of skin against them.
They too, were addicted to the blood.
They got me through it all.
They were my only escape.
The Blade was my true love.

They'd take care of me.
When he wasn't there anymore
They took me in.
They said, "It's him committing the sin"
They said, "Who wouldn't want to have a girl with your skin?"

And when I no longer saw his crooked smile,
I would just sit with them,
Bleed for a while.

It was the only way to make sure I was alive.
And that the words he inflicted me with,
Hadn't killed my yet.
To this day, they're my best friends.
Some friends will come and go.
Yet the blades are here to stay.
I use them more now, again and again.
And you know what?
I have no regrets.

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xoxo-Jo Anna.