It pours

Quietly

With a sense of abandonment

It drips

Quietly

Without a hint of contentment

She screams

Loudly

With the blade in hand

She sighs

Loudly

As she flicks the rubber band

Mercy deep in her mind

Pain sharp on her wrist

Her veins hard to find

But she can't seem to resist

Alone she screams

Loudly

Alone she drips

Quietly

Alone in her own world

Of pixies, opium and pain.