Guys I scared myself with this one .. I don't know where it came from .. I haven't written morbidly before..
Slices through her skin
Once white , now stained with her lack of willingness to live
One cut ,
two cuts
She needs , wants more
Three cuts ,
Five cuts
She loves the red ink on the floor
Seven cuts ,
Ten
She's not breathing
But she'd kill for a chance to erase herself again
