Fragile

Fragile heart
already broken into
millions of little pieces.
Little girl feeling the urge
to cut up her thighs.
No one can see the blood seeping,
pooling at her feet.
Her thighs looking like a road map.
The stinging pain
lets her know she is still alive.
No one understands her pain,
not even herself.
She places the razor to her thigh
and slices again and again.
She lives for the stinging pain it brings.
Happy that she feels something
instead of just numbness.
She can't stop herself.
It is addicting to her.
Cutting becomes a way of life.
Slicing every chance she gets.
Covering her thighs with red lines.
Slicing
Dripping
Pooling
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