12 June 2012
As I slice in to my flesh
The pain you caused eases
The blood trickling down my arm
Is my release
The burning of the blade upon my skin
Helps me to forget
Picking at the wound
Takes my mind from it
Sometimes I wish
It was your flesh not mine
Streaming with crimson
Pain rushing to your head
But I know that's not to be
In the same way I know
You don't want me
Forget • Opuss № I