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..