Personal Piece- Contains upsetting material - A Constant Battle.
A poem I posted on AllPoetry last week...I wrote it during one of my darkest moments. I hope it's okay.
The cold, sharp knife effortlessly glides over the expanse of skin.
Red rubies blossom, and then drip smoothly down a pale white canvas.
Beautiful skin. Marred. Scarred.
The blade of an angel.
The skin of a virgin.
The battered heart of a soldier, fighting life itself.
The comfort of pain soothes.
The ecstasy of raw blood sings.
A masochistic flash of teeth
As a heartbroken smile adorns the features.
The blade does it's job.
The girl, who feels so lost in the world,
is now reminded.
Life goes on.
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