Beneath The Skin.

Arose in my darkest hours

Yet the urge lies beneath the skin

Can't hide, can't run

Watching me fall, watching me laugh

Preparing for me to slice veins open

Sanity fought against Heart

Dragged the sword upon Heart

Shoved it deep into the red walls of blood.

The urge lies beneath the skin

Knocking upon my skin

Wanting to escape

Small itches; bites me 

Tries to make me grab the sharp object

Nothing more than the urge is what I see

Wanting to escape

Wanting to watch the liquid run down in small lanes.

My sweet cold object;

Between my fingers I see

Nothing but its reflection of me

Wanting to cross my arm

Lanes of blood I see

Scattered all around me.

Author's Note

Ignore Grammar Problems.
Honest Opinion As Always~

Reviews

[Ruth]

Intense and sublime addressing! This is beautifully written love..have to say there is also the self damaging feel to this...potent love xx

[Becky C Strukamp]

wow, thats intense. Powerful poem.

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

I like it has an intimate feeling I get whilst reading, great writing :)