It's been one year
Since I dragged that cold blade across my dull tired skin
I remember feeling the way it released the demons crawling beneath my skin screaming to get out
I would watch the liquid life run down my arm to the end of my finger tips
Where it would
Drip
Drip
Off my clamy finger tips
Watching it swirl down the drain
Or maybe it was my vision swimming, hearing the swish and pound of my heart in my ears like a mighty ocean as I reached for my towel to wrap around my exhausted body
I remember going to school the day after, feeling the fabric of my shirt cling to the scarlet that would occasionally start again as I had forgotten to bandage my arm
I remember the dull stinging pain as I slipped my pjs on over my thighs at night
It has been a year since the dreadful demons in my head have whispered for that blade
Do it
Do it
They would chant
It's been one year