The blade
The Blade
The blade so slender and long,
Drawn out of it’s sheath without a sound.
It’s owner rolls up there sleeve.
The long slender blade rest on the pale white skin,
Waiting for some action.
The owner takes a long breath in,
Then draws the blade.
*Gasp*
In the place of the blade is a thin red line.
Oh so slowly the line grows and grows.
Till it is tripled in size.
The owner grabs a rag and wipes away the blood.
Yet more replaces the old.
The owner is forced to wash it out.
*Screams*
They use soap to wash it out and it burns.
The pain is un-bearable .
But the person must keep going.
*A year later*
In the place of the long slender blade is a long slender scar.
The blade so slender and long,
Drawn out of it’s sheath without a sound.
It’s owner rolls up there sleeve.
The long slender blade rest on the pale white skin,
Waiting for some action.
The owner takes a long breath in,
Then draws the blade.
*Gasp*
In the place of the blade is a thin red line.
Oh so slowly the line grows and grows.
Till it is tripled in size.
The owner grabs a rag and wipes away the blood.
Yet more replaces the old.
The owner is forced to wash it out.
*Screams*
They use soap to wash it out and it burns.
The pain is un-bearable .
But the person must keep going.
*A year later*
In the place of the long slender blade is a long slender scar.