you approach me
an indescribable gaze.
your eyes are not on me
they are focused somewhere else.
one of your fists clenched,
the other holds a blade.
you slowly lift the blade
the edge upon your forearm.
you move the blade,
creating a thin line.
the line quickly overflows with blood,
i stare dumbfounded.
why are you doing this?
you're hurting yourself!
you press the blade harder
you cut deeper.
why are you doing this?
there is so much blood
you are sti looking at your arm.
your cut up, bleeding arm.
my anger flares,
my body shakes.
why are you doing this?
"i dont know," i whispered.
Dec 27, 2013
Dec 27, 2013 at 10:40 PM UTC
you approach me
an indescribable gaze.
your eyes are not on me
they are focused somewhere else.
one of your fists clenched,
the other holds a blade.
you slowly lift the blade
the edge upon your forearm.
you move the blade,
creating a thin line.
the line quickly overflows with blood,
i stare dumbfounded.
why are you doing this?
you're hurting yourself!
you press the blade harder
you cut deeper.
why are you doing this?
there is so much blood
you are sti looking at your arm.
your cut up, bleeding arm.
my anger flares,
my body shakes.
why are you doing this?
"i dont know," i whispered.
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