Seems all the cuts can only go so far before i go numb.
New places are useless & my heart aches for the feeling
of the blade to my skin. Refreshing & invigorating, I
press harder, letting the tears fall as if I had no care
in the world. As thoughts travel in & out of my
incoherent mind, I dedicate each scar.. each cut
to you ... one for us, one for what we had.. one for the
memories & one for how you made me feel. Finally my
body\'s feeling has returned; though only briefly as I
push down harder, determined to make that velvety liquid
rise to my skin. Alas.. my determination was infact not
futile & I drop the blade, gasping as I watch that oh so
sweet liquid run & run down my arm.. & I watch..
hypnotized by my sweet escape..
