Poem -

stripes on my arm

~~Stripes on my arm
Crawl up my skin
Struggle within
Charge.
Stripes on my arm
Marks of self-hate
Now it’s too late
Cuts.

Autograph me
Blood on my thigh
Happens to be
Razors don’t lie

Heart long gone cold
Holding my knife
Stretching the fold
End of my life?

The stripes on my arm
Don’t lie.
…
I wonder why...
…

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