Friday, November 6, 2009

"First Cut"

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Jesus, fuck, what was I thinking when I wrote this ?!
^_^

T
he darkness envelopes the room,
I feel alone, dizzy, unsure,
The razor burns a hole in my shaking hand.
Should I? Shouldn't I? Should I? Shouldn't I?
My breath is unsteady, my heart skips a beat.
Inhale, exhale.
The razorblade connects with my wrist.
I wince in pain and feel the cool trickle of blood drip down my arm.
I hold my breathe and squeeze my eyes shut.
I did it, I did it.

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