Hit The Vein

Run a razor across my skin
Anywhere, everywhere, deep within
Below the surface
Hit the vein
Stitches? No, I'll just do it again
Drip, drip, the blood streams down
I want more pain
But it won't come out
I love this feeling
The goosebumps I get
The tingling sensation, that makes me sweat.
Head gets light
Mind goes blank
My vision goes blurry
I just can't think.
I hit the bed falling fast asleep
Never to wake,
Eternal rest.

© 2015 Alicia Wilson

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