A silent moment Euphoria
As blood slides down a wrist
Like the tears that refuse to flow
A safe haven found
In thin lines
Pooling red liquid
Resistance is futile
The urge to strong
Self control and rationality
Swept away by a torrent of thoughts
Self worth hidden under long sleeves and laughter
The razor making the pain substantial
The blood the only proof of life
A zombie who bleeds
Wandering in a world no one perceives
Nonexistent to the populace
Her hidden shame
The secret of a broken soul
Blood releasing pent up passion
The only way to feel
In sanguine beauty she sits
The razor moves deftly over cold skin
Releasing warmth
The relief is palpable
The pain finally tangible
When the outside looks
Like the inside feels
Maybe escape from this self made prison
Will finally be possible
Cookie cutter arms and legs
No one hears the silent screams
A relief found in a dark corner
Covered in blood
Slasher