A few cuts And a lot of questions
Drip
Drop
The blood falls
Staining the once white carpet
Willing me to remember
The first time I eased my pain
Cutting my blessed skin
Unknowing to the screaming people in the hall
Would they care if they walked in and saw the blood?
Would they stop me?
Maybe they would join me
Or try to comfort me
Or tease me for being so stupid
They always tell me it's stupid to hurt yourself
And then they ask why I would do such a thing
They don't understand my reasons
Any advice they give is elementary
My knife stays sharp
My hold stays firm
Can they make me release my grip?
Can they tear my eyes away?
Can they look into my eyes and see all the pain that haunts me?
Can they make all the pain go away?
If so, what will happen next?