the blade running across porcelain skin
scratching,
turning white,
then pink,
then oozing red
it stings, doesn't it?
shuffling around in bed,
trying to get comfortable,
without putting pressure on the cuts
waking up the next morning
picking loose pants,
so the fabric doesn't rub off the dried blood
showering,
and moving your body
so the hot water doesn't directly hit it
walking a little funny
because if your legs rub together
it hurts even worse
sometimes,
the healing
hurts worse
than the wound
YOU ARE READING
as the rain falls
Randoma compilation of short random things i write i likely wont respond to any comments just cuz i want to leave this up to your interpretation, and not let my intent change how you view what i write also this wont be updated consistently
