Treasure Island

Kylee Bartz

(9-12-96 (September 12,1996) / Attica, New York)

On Purpose


I see the blood dripping down my arm.
Red liquid in a running line

I smell the blood dripping down my arm.
Irony and salty

I hear the blood dripping down my arm.
Making splashes as drops hit the floor

I taste the blood dripping down my arm.
Mineraly and smooth

I feel the blood dripping down my arm.
A tickle covering immense pain

Because I cut myself
On purpose

Submitted: Wednesday, May 12, 2010

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