The way you did

I drag this blade

Across my wrist,

The way you did

across my heart;

I laugh at the pain

I cause myself,

The way you laughed

At the tears I’ve cried;

I smile at the blood

Trickling down,

The way you did

When you saw the scars;

I cry knowing

You are the reason this is happening,

Like the way you will

when I die.