|
Triggering (SI) - Destruction
The silver blade, sharp with the promise of relief lies limp in my hand. The scars resembling a million heartbreaks are etched into me. A million tears engraved into my skin. The blistering tears glide down my cheeks, as the fresh crimson blood slides silently over my trembling hand.
The surge of relief, the momentary happiness that floods my body. The constant aching that twirls and twists around my mind and heart, the pain that nothing can heal. Replaced by the touchable blood, the blood that’s so clear for people to see. The blood that stands out in the way my indefinable pain never can. The scarlet line that will eventually fade, that will eventually heal. The way i feels, the way iv always felt, but could never find the words to convey, expressed with that silver blade that sets free the emotion. [FONT='Times New Roman','serif']I scratch,White marks appear.As they turn red,Out pours all my anger.I smash,My head against walls.Pain soars through my body,Releasing all my mental pain.
I burn,Red marks on my skin.They bring freedom,Setting me free from the fires of hell.
Hurting no one but myself.Finding mental freedom from physical pain.[/font][FONT='Times New Roman','serif']
laura
[/font]
|
