I love to feel
of all the scabs and scars
on my arms
open wounds
blood dripping out
the pain it hurts
but then it helps
I slowly feel numb
where no feelings
are felt or Emotions
are dead
My body lives
My Soul Dies
So I slice my wrists
to feel the pain
of my soul dying away
One more cut
your words don’t
effect me anymore.
the memories they
vanish far from here
I’m left alone
and I’m okay
why would
I want to share
This place