As the blood trickles down my face,
I realize I can’t take it back.
Eyes wide with fear,
I look at my hand.
It did the deed.
I slowly sink against the wall,
Sticking to it with red oozing tape.
It wasn’t like what I thought it’d be.
It wasn’t relieving,
It wasn’t painless.
It was scary,
But what can I do now?
· Sun Jan 20, 2013 @ 08:36pm · 0 Comments