Sara Amidon - Prevalent Addit

its an addiction...
the knife
the smooth skin
...tattered...
into straight, so perfect lines.
cutting in
not to die
just wanting some piece of mind.
to show that im alive
the blood
drips to the floor.
my tear stained eyes
i cut once more,
again and again
i am dying inside
ugly and twisted,
but on the outside
fine.
now its over, i've done my task.
i clean up...
feeling fine
i get up and go
until next time.
its an addiction...
the knife
cutting so deep
into my life.

Sara Amidon

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