What if mental damages and one's mental illnesses were fatal to the physical body?
If every time someone had an episode,
A crack would reach the surface of their body
If a person were on a scale,
The numbers from 1-10 determine how fatal the cracks are
If you were starting around 1-5, you would start small
Small as in paper cuts or little knife cuts
The pain would be subtle and light,
But heavy enough to sense it
Treating it like a warning sign
It advises you not to fall too hard,
Or else one would have to stand for the consequences
Most people will keep it around here,
But sometimes, one may take it farther
Not that they mean for it to go far
But the aching builds from a subtle burn
To the acidity scorching your skin when it touches a small wound
That sharp outburst of pain fueling your body
What could start as a nuisance could easily turn into an addiction
Revealing how addicting the feeling of being "alive" is
So one would constantly cut
Crying tears of blood
Inking their bodies without ink but rather something
A little more "natural"
Dripping blood opening the crevices in the skin
Starting at your legs and then creeping up to your waist
Slowly but gradually crawling up your body,
Recreating how small children would fondle with your skin with their itsy bitsy grabby fingers
It reaches your stomach, then your chest,
Your arms, your neck, and finally reaching the top
The feeling almost drowning you
If every time an outbreak would be worse,
There would be an increase in pain
So the larger the cuts, the more blood one would spill
