Tears fall,
hand slides,
skin rips,
blood drips.
Here we go again.
This dangerous game.
This game you make me play.
This is what you make me do.
Your yelling,
your screaming,
you just don’t understand.
You don’t understand how bad those words hurt me.
How deep they cut me.
So I do this.
I do this to try to forget,
to release the pain.
Hear my cry?
Thats my escape.
Just as quickly as it came,
it’s gone.
Until next time.