Cutting

Also from end(ish) of October 2012

Fingertip, arm, or leg
A vein or just the skin
Open I want to break it
So that the blood will flow

There will be pain
I don’t wish to feel
But sacrifices are always made
Especially in abnormal situations

Get past the sting
And see the red slide
Gravity drawing it toward earth
But human force stopping that union

It slows then stops
Add another I might
But what’s the use now?
What I wanted is accomplished