A Different Kind Of Art
Cutting is art.
Sometimes,
you plan out what you want to see
Sometimes,
it come out of nowhere.
The only difference
is that your canvas
is your body
and your brushes
are your blades
knives
lighters
nails.
And the only colour you use
is red,
because you’re painting
with your life
and you have to be careful
not to use too much
even if you want to see
exactly how much red
is in your body
even if you want to see
what you look like
on the inside.
You can sew yourself up
because scars you make
are easier to explain
with “I’m crazy”
rather than
“I was stupid enough to trust”
because everyone lies
and no one cares
unless something drastic happens