Up the veins the blade goes. Down the skin the steel runs. Cold and unforgiving, yet erotically tantalizing. Just a little break, not too deep but enough to let the blood gently flow. With eyes closed and the pain running out of me, I feel alive with each piercing. With each cut I walk closer to the edge and I am able to accept more of my own mortality and forget about the pain that you caused me when you killed my love for you.