Sweet Metallic Deliciousness

It's back
I've opened myself
Willingly, it makes me smile

Watching the blood swell
Dripping down my back
Wiping it away, still leaving a red stain

Methodically, I grab again
and saw at my body again
and again and again

The towel slowly becomes red
It won't wash out
Might as well add to it more

I think it's beautiful,
Delicious.

So misunderstood

Creating a collection of scars
Each my new favorite

The number growing

I show you
And you cringe, repulsed
I can't make you understand
How happy it makes me