Blade to my skin

You don't know how many times I've put this blade to my skin,
or how many times I've pulled the trigger to see the blood flow from my soft plush skin.

You don't know how many lonely nights i have sat in my room to cry,
Wishing i would die.

When i go back to the blade,
i pull that trigger one more time,
just to see that velvet red blood flow from my skin like so many times before.

By: Rhiannon Lee