Etched

Etched

A Poem by zaneybear

I stand in the corner all alone

This time, my fault

I've cut to bone.

The cold tile envelopes my feet

I cant move.

I dont know what to do

I'm frozen a moment

frozen in time.

Tub turns on

My scarred flesh befriends the bottom.

Sinking further into this crimson pool

My mind wanders.

the water cools.

I pull the plug out of the drain

these scars are permanently

etched in my brain.

© 2013 zaneybear


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Added on August 17, 2013
Last Updated on August 17, 2013
Tags: suicide, depression, cutting, cut, depressd, death

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