Temporary Peace
Cold, cruel metal
bites naked, warm,
vulnerable
skin.
Crimson, hot blood
snakes down wrist,
arm,
body.
Vivid, real pain
slides down with it,
freeing
relieving.
Soft, temporary peace
mingles with hot,
tired tears.
Until next time.
**about cutting. if you couldn't guess. but i'm so glad it's all behind me now. no more knives for me! <3**