I did it again
I said I wouldn't
I said that I wouldn't
I promised I wouldn't
Hot tears
Scissors
My skin
My arm

I see it vividly
I hear it vividly
It started after school
When I felt
Rage
And expressed by tears
Everyone seemed like they didn't know what to do about me
So they all walked away
I felt isolated
But I knew they'd miss whatever they needed to get to

Things subsided
Numbness came

Home
I went to my room
Everything I built up let loose
I cried
When it pasted
I learned things about a friend
Things I feel bad about
But can't change
I confronted them finally
About Guilt trips
I don't think they full understood
They kept flipping it on themselves

After the conversation pasted
I see tears well up in my eyes
Uncontrollable sobbing
Everything seemed to crash

Then I picked it up
The scissors
I scrapped it across my skin

For a while that's all I did
Until I actually tried to cut it
I don't think I got far

Now I have three new cuts
And emptiness

I'm so sorry