Promises

Self Harm

I want to make waves

In the flesh on my spine

I want to create masterpieces 

That will last for all of time

My body is my canvas

Serrated edges are my pencils

Blood is my masterpiece

The cuts are never gentle

Deep inside my scars

Lies an infinity of promises

You can hear them if you try

Just listen to the voices

"Just one more slice

Don't you like the sound it makes?

It sounds like broken promises

And all the skill it takes

Not to cut too deep

But to let the blade sink in

It doesn't hurt now does it?

 

Just do it again