Poem -

cut

I look at the razor once again
I look at my arms and legs
All the other times I've done this
I like they way they look
I press the razor blade on my arm
The blade moves easily across my skin
I cut my arm fast
For a second i see white muscle
But then it quickly turns red
Droplets of red go in the sink
I like the way it stings
I cut a few more times
I let the blood run
I like how light headed i get
The dark red looks beautiful
After awhile i rinse my arm and cover up the damage
I do this a lot
It's an addiction
I love the pain
I love the hurt
But one day i may cut too deep
I won't mind though
I don't let the cuts heal
I like the scars on my arms and legs
They are a part of me
I cover them up when I'm at school
When I get home i pick at them
Then at night i cut again
Everyday
It's an addiction
Cut
The red is memorizing
I cover them up
I cut again
I smile

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