tear stained

As I looked in the mirror,

My scared and shaking body with tear stained cheeks looked back at me,

I slowly picked up a razor with my shaking hand,

As I pulled it across my pale skin,

I slowly stopped shaking,

I breathed deeply as the blood came,

With each scar I make, is a story of depression and heartbreak,

My body is nothing but stories.


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