My Strange Euphoria

It's sad when you're afraid of corrupting your best friend.

To cause their pain.

I take the glass upon my hand.

My reflection shimmering in the mirror.

I drag the glass down my arm,

Over and over again.

Am I crazy for loving it?

The icy poison races through me,

As I smile and close my eyes,

Resting in that farmiliar world again.

But that's not enough.

Next I carve a smiley face,

So I can be happy forever.

I don't bleed much,

So I silently walk away.

All a distant memory slipping away,

And no one will ever know.

 

 

Author's Note

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