I

I push the blade deeper into my skin, the feeling of pain excites me. I can't stop, I keep on slicing and slicing, but I smile after each cut, I smile after my skin is slashed open. And as I make the last tear in my skin, I sit down, surrounded by my bloody, but beautiful mess.
-C.M.

This one relates to me alot, whi...

by DestructivePoetry

0

Thanks for the...

  1. 0Smile
  2. 0Inspiration
  3. 0Laugh
  4. 0Story
  5. 0Mindtrip
  6. 0Help
  7. 0Feelings

Thank the author

0

Comments


No one has commented on this note yet

Previous
Next