Those Virgin Wrists

The virgin wrists I saw long past
Dark red pool my shadow cast
Long red shadow only one task
Going nowhere very fast

The virgin wrists the virgin skin
Cut deep open just gave in
Careless to think of it a sin
Red cotton hidden in the bin

No help wanted or needed
For fear of the way you'd be treated
Those wise words once you heeded
Scares on your wrists hot metal heated

Tears in the dark pain unseen crying out
He tried to help but love filled with doubt
Pain consumed thoughts red stained grout
To afraid to ever go all-out

The virgin wrists I saw long past
Dark red pool my blade slashed
Tired of being an outcast
Now you don't worry you'll outlast

-A