And…Sometimes I Write…

my outer wrist bear the scars of dark times

zig-zagged lines tempting my veins

my futile attempts to be apart of the

razor blade gang

I shed my tears thru tattoos now

Each time the needle pricks my skin

I exhale

cryin don’t solve shit

you’ll never see them fall

I suck it up & put it behind me..

put it n ink jus 2 remind me..

constantly of what was, what could have been

contract breached..

 the pain it inflicts is used 2 teach..