A cold sharp razor

touching soft pale skin

I breaks it. Pooling blood

Like a volcano slowly erupting

Red and brow stains the pale

The pale smooth skin

It stains my hands and thigh

I keep going deeper and deeper

Relief washes over my body

The thoughts slowly disappearing

Its like I can breathe again

I take a gulp of fresh air

It fills my lungs

As if I am no longer drowning