My Silver glint of harsh reality

The silver glint of cold harsh reality
As it draws a line for you
The line of velvety red
The drips forming so new

Silver soft tears
Roll slowly down my cheeks
As all the abusive memories
I remember of the past weeks

The warmth of the skin
Untouched by the memories
The red ribbon of blood
Screaming for someone to help me

I touch the drips
Smearing them round
My silent tears cry out
But i do not make a sound

With my blood i write
A message to you all
Whispering my secrets
Just before i fall

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