Open the drawer
Take out the tweezers
-Not the sharp ones
But the ones that are just sharp enough to pierce the skin,
But not enough to hurt too much.
Swipe
Swipe
Swipe
White marks across the peachy skin of my leg
Trying to let the pain out
Needing to feel something
Anything
I cut because
When something emotional happens
That hurts me
There's no physical pain.
So cutting creates that physical pain
And allows me to release all my hurt
Anger
Sadness
Depression
Jealousy
Out of my system.
It allows me to
Let go
Of you
And of the pain.
So I take the tweezers again,
Cutting deeper,
Trying to let go of the pain
Letting go of you.
