“It doesn't matter if you have all the people in the world to talk to, you still have to find the strength to say in words, what you would normally say on your skin.”

“Razors and knives, horrible things,
Explanations, slip my mind,
Press and drag, for comforting stings,
Soon, addiction's what you find.
No longer can you wait a day,
An hour's far too long,
Despite what you hear them say,
You still don't think it's wrong.
You like the sting, it makes you smile,
While the blood dripping down makes you snicker,
Finally, something worth your while,
As the lines grow thicker and thicker..”

Nicole