I was bored
I was broken
So I tried what
You said works.
*Numb your skin
With ice so it doesn't
Hurt when you cut yourself*
My heart was a bird trying to
Escape my aching ribs and
I shook like a dead leaf
As I pressed the blade
To my skin, and it
Was so numb
It scared
Me
So
B
A
D
.
.
How could you ever bring yourself
To do that in the first place?
May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 7:10 PM UTC
I was bored
I was broken
So I tried what
You said works.
*Numb your skin
With ice so it doesn't
Hurt when you cut yourself*
My heart was a bird trying to
Escape my aching ribs and
I shook like a dead leaf
As I pressed the blade
To my skin, and it
Was so numb
It scared
Me
So
B
A
D
.
.
How could you ever bring yourself
To do that in the first place?
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