Jagged Memories

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Tears are streaming down her face,

She gasps for air between every sob.

Hands shaking, body trembling,

Holding a new razor in her hand

She glides it over her wrist,

Silent as she watches blood slowly seam up.

Holding her breathe as she does it again,

Exhaling out when she removes the razor.

 

Although her cuts aren’t deep.

She loves to feel the sting.

Watching the blood trickle,

No scars for anyone to see

Just jagged memories for her to keep.

She puts down the razor,

Crying with every tear in her body.

Praying to god for a better tomorrow,

As she sleeps in exhaustion,

Hoping, just hoping.

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