FA (1988- / Mexico City)

Confessions Of A Cutter

Silence
Only tears
As l press the blade
Against my pale skin
Red
The blood flows
From the wounds
Echoing my inner pain
Satisfaction
As l feel the knife
Slicing into me
I only deserve pain
Anguish
As l realize what l've done
l feel accomplishment
As I glaze at the marks upon my skin
Stares
People are horrified
Don't understand why
Neither do I

by Fernando Alvarez

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