Blood drips from my wrist
A pitter echoes as it hits the floor
The red liquid spreads and I go again
Deeper
Longer
Harder
Stinging with pain I continue
This hurts less than my body does
Hurts less then my pounding head
Hurts less then my constantly breaking heart
This is pain I can control
I choose where is goes
How bad it hurts
When I stop
But the scars bring a New level of pain
Grueling embarrassment
Fear of being caught
Anger for succumbing again and again
I don’t think about the future now
Blood drops from my wrist
A pitter echoes as it hits the floor
The red liquid spreads as I go again
And again
And again