My Biggest Crime
One is gentle just to start
Twos intent to cut a bit more hard
Three and four for unworthy and ugly
Five is for the lies ive said
Six is to honor the guilt
Seven makes me gasp
Eight is for the queit easing of stress
Nine exessive
Ten is only one more
My skin and body begging for more
I watch the red that trickles down
My tears mixed well around
Through the weeks I feel the pain
The burning
The tenderness
And then the itch of the heal
And once they are heal I go again
Reliveing all the pain from my head
I get carried away and each the peak
My thighs
My chest
My arms
My wrists
My neck
Covered in blood from my regret
I cry
Slashing hard and deep many more times
This is my biggest crime