Jan 2021
i didn't stop bleeding for a long time.
i gave away my blood to the tub more times than i remember
countless trickles soaked into cotton ***** and band-aids and pant-legs
i watched my life swirl down the drain in the form of pale pink water
i gave these pieces of myself away
and now as some sort of punishment, or maybe blessing
i have to keep these silvery lines across my skin as a reminder
to never take my blood and my life for granted again.
i gave away my blood to the tub more times than i remember
countless trickles soaked into cotton ***** and band-aids and pant-legs
i watched my life swirl down the drain in the form of pale pink water
i gave these pieces of myself away
and now as some sort of punishment, or maybe blessing
i have to keep these silvery lines across my skin as a reminder
to never take my blood and my life for granted again.
i don't do this anymore (3.5 years baybeee!) but that last line .. damb. i think at the time of writing (2016) it was meant to be negative maybe? but now i think it's like .. kinda sweet. i dont think it's a punishment tho, it's just like. hey. rmbr that? good job not doing that anymore :) ....... anyways
