Numb

Numb

The sharp edge of the razor cuts my skin easily

I’m numb to the pain that I am infecting to myself, my body, my brain, my soul.

Numb to the blood

Too numb to realize what’s happening,

To realize what I’m doing.

One cut follows another,

And another,

Till I can’t stop it

The razor falls from my hand

Blood drops drip down my arm,

Tears roll down my cheeks, making a stream of tears on my face.

What have I done?

What have I become of myself?

I am NUMB.

When someone hurts me mentally, I hurt MYSELF physically

 

Reviews

Such an emotional read...

awesome write!

[Ezel_Amaru]

wow words carry so much emotion , I believe you truly feel this pain and that my fellow writer is raw poetry , well done will be seeking more of your writing's.