Why am I smiling?
I cut myself on my thigh
I saw the blood rush out and I knew I’d done a terrible thing
So why did I smile?
I dropped to my knees and forced two fingers down my throat
I saw this morning’s breakfast come up and land in the toilet bowl
I knew I was damaging my body for good
So why did I smile?
I didn’t eat for two days time
My body ached and my mind ran amok
I knew there would only be more pain
So why did I smile?
I damaged myself
I hurt myself in ways beyond repair
I felt the pain I thought I deserved
Why does this make me smile?
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 7:04 PM UTC
Why am I smiling?
I cut myself on my thigh
I saw the blood rush out and I knew I’d done a terrible thing
So why did I smile?
I dropped to my knees and forced two fingers down my throat
I saw this morning’s breakfast come up and land in the toilet bowl
I knew I was damaging my body for good
So why did I smile?
I didn’t eat for two days time
My body ached and my mind ran amok
I knew there would only be more pain
So why did I smile?
I damaged myself
I hurt myself in ways beyond repair
I felt the pain I thought I deserved
Why does this make me smile?
