As the blood rolls down my arm
I remind myself that Im the only one who can hurt me
As the blood rolls down my arm
The thoughts inside my head subside
I think about the blood, the warmth, the redness
I run my finger over the blood and smear it
My entire wrist is blood red
I love it
But the thoughts come back
The pain comes back
And I pull the razor back out
And I let the blood roll
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 9:01 PM UTC
As the blood rolls down my arm
I remind myself that Im the only one who can hurt me
As the blood rolls down my arm
The thoughts inside my head subside
I think about the blood, the warmth, the redness
I run my finger over the blood and smear it
My entire wrist is blood red
I love it
But the thoughts come back
The pain comes back
And I pull the razor back out
And I let the blood roll
