No More Blood

I rather break my fist

Then run another razor across this wrist

The struggle is real 

With all the emotions I feel 

But I will not relapse 

Feeling ripped and torn 

Feels more like a thorn 

A burning sensation 

Flowing  through my body like an irritation

So crippling 

But I will not allow any blood to be dripping.

 

So I put my fist through this wall 

Blacking out trying to forget it all

Bones shattered 

But no blood splattered 

 

A.Rickards May 17,2023