Pick it up
It will make you feel better..
For just moment..
But even a moment..
Is precious..
Slice your skin..
Feel the rush
As the bubbles appear
And begin to run like
Little rivers..
Feel pain
As you close your eyes
And feel everything disappear
Around you..
"Just one more" she said..
She sliced and sliced..
Feeling with numbed senses..
"Just one more" she said
As tears started streaming down her cheeks
Like the little crimson rivers
Cascading down her
Wrists and stomach...
"Just one more" she whispered
Before she finally was satisfied
And lost consciousness...