7am

The words that I just can’t say
Are the ones that would let you
in and leave me exposed
the one way that I am truly
vulnerable

The only thing that scares me
right now
the glint of metal
the sharp edge painful to the
touch
the edge coated with the red
paint of my body

As you can well guess
I’m returning to the signs of
the addiction
The want- no- need- to cut
to feel the pain
that little burning that signifies
the opening of the skin
to let the blood run free

Damn

Not a moment, second, an hour
goes by where I don’t think about
doing it.
Where I don’t think the irrational
thoughts again
All I want to do right now is die
I just want to be free

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