Seeing the blood on your arms, legs, hips and thighs, going deeper and deeper within each cut.
Slowly wrenching into you're skin feeling every shock of pain, bleeding.
I won't stop, nor will you, you put towels over it,
It won't stop,
Wash with water,
Won't stop.
Soon mending it with rubbing achohol
Screaming and crying, coughing cause it smells so bad.
Clenching you're teeth making them numb you shake,
Hands trembling covering you're cut with a white newly stained bathroom towel. I won't go that deep again, you tell yourself, lying. Oh the pain oh the worry, you life flashed before your eyes knowing someone maybe even knowing no one would care.
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