Imthevillain
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- Sep 19, 2021
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Sweet Release
The days longer loudly
At night time I drown
In blood that surrounds me
Razors on the ground
Sweet release of the hurt
The guilt and the pain
The color of crimson
Streams down like rain
How beautiful the scars
That lace my pale skin
How lovely the razors
My comforting friend
I wrote this years ago when still actively cutting. Very rarely happens now.
The days longer loudly
At night time I drown
In blood that surrounds me
Razors on the ground
Sweet release of the hurt
The guilt and the pain
The color of crimson
Streams down like rain
How beautiful the scars
That lace my pale skin
How lovely the razors
My comforting friend
I wrote this years ago when still actively cutting. Very rarely happens now.