I need to bleed

Written on 3/21/06

Being so isolated, depression kicks in.

No fear of pain, an itch crawls in my skin.

It needs to be scratched, ever so deep.

Razor in my hand, consequences I shall reap.

I start at my wrist, and slowly move down.

Blood starts flooding, but I can’t seem to frown.

I’m smiling inside, that is just what I need.

Just some confirmation, I needed to bleed.

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