I've substituted
One dysfunctional
PAIN
For one
That's immensely
Productive
Using the cold
Sharp
Blade to
Slice my skin
Wide open
To let the
Hot
Blood gush
Free
Leaving lumpy
Atrocious
Scars
That hold
Discouraging
Memories
Will never happen again
Because
I've become
Addicted to
Permanently
Sewing ink
Into my body
To
Display an image
Of who I am
Inside
Show it
On the outside
Like a canvas
Of abstract compositions
Equal repercussions
But
A positive
Release of emotions
I do not regret
Any
Of the permanent
markings
On my skin
But I am
Proud
To have found
Such a rewarding
Alternative
For if I did not go
And get
The words of my conscious
Sewn across my chest
I would
Still be
Sitting on the
Floor
Carving names
Into my flesh
Leaving hideous
Wounds
By crossing
Them out
One painful
Accomplishing
Addition
After another
Leaves me with
An emotion
That's full of relief
A proud
Uplifting energy
To build optimism
Something that
Won't cause
Tears
To stain my face
When looked back upon
Something that
I can be absolute
About
Something that
I don't have to
Hide from people
Something that
I can
Show off
And express
Myself
Openly
Something that
Holds nostalgic
Memories
To bring
Not tears of sadness
But tears
Of pure
Bliss