I watch as a simple red line wells up on my fine white skin I put it there I watch it drip and swell It doesn't hurt, not really. You made me do this, you caused the line If I die, I want you to know that I blame you and only you. The line grows as I flex my hand The only thing that ever hurt was you rejecting me This line, this pretty red line, can't hurt me It only helps
Awe the showing of self harm for pain someone has caused them. This was intense even though it was only a few short lines. The way you show the blood without calling it blood its amazing and causes the magery to be much more intense. I loved it! Great poem.
Awe the showing of self harm for pain someone has caused them. This was intense even though it was only a few short lines. The way you show the blood without calling it blood its amazing and causes the magery to be much more intense. I loved it! Great poem.