She sinks to the floor,
Her tears she cant hold back anymore.
Her Grief pours out
Uncensured,Unrestrained
Feel to roam
and rake her brain.
In her hand she held a razor
The familair itch begins
the slow burn
the desire
She lifts her hand
Presses the cold metal
against her fragile skin
Right above her vien
She slices
From wrist
to elbow.
The Pain brings a smile
to her blue white lips.
The sleep hits her
dragging her under,
she lets the razor fall from her hand.
Laying back against the bed.
She closes her eyes
to rest a bit.
And then...........
Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 1:01 PM UTC
She sinks to the floor,
Her tears she cant hold back anymore.
Her Grief pours out
Uncensured,Unrestrained
Feel to roam
and rake her brain.
In her hand she held a razor
The familair itch begins
the slow burn
the desire
She lifts her hand
Presses the cold metal
against her fragile skin
Right above her vien
She slices
From wrist
to elbow.
The Pain brings a smile
to her blue white lips.
The sleep hits her
dragging her under,
she lets the razor fall from her hand.
Laying back against the bed.
She closes her eyes
to rest a bit.
And then...........
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