Thin Lines

Alone in a dark corner of a room

I sit and watch the thin lines of red emerge from my body

Slowly at first and then flowing freely

Like I liberated all of my demons

and relieved them from the pain they indured all this time

You can say that I am almost jealous of these lines that escape....

They make it seem so easy to go about life, without a care in the world

Flowing where they may, unforgiving and courageous

I am not quite sure what people will say

This isn't the first time I went against the rules

Not caring about anybody but myself for once

Taking control over this one thing I have left

And I am sorry but I can't change the past

I am not sure I would even if I could

So until I figure what's to come of my life

I will sit alone in this dark corner of a room

and watch the thin lines of red emerge, freed