One shot to your heart without breaking the skin

by JCdizzystar   Dec 31, 2007


You might be the one to break my heart
but I break my own skin
or rather, the knife does it for me
as I drag the cold metal across my arm
and watch as the flesh parts in two
squeezing the sides to make the blood bubble up
and with the sides of the blade I spread it around
a crimson smear
a bloody tear
remnants
of a broken heart.

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  • 16 years ago

    by kate

    This was well done, very sad, :| cutting is horriable to do but we all have reasons to make it happen and honestly its not right but its an addiction we can't stop.

    keep it up.
    keep on writing.
    love always and forever.

    ps: that poem you read wasnt true