I run my cold fingers over my scars;
Knowing there will be more before the day is over.
I sit thinking about how much blood I will shed tonight.....
Hopefully I won't cut too deep;
Remembering what happened the last time, when I had to be rushe to the E.R.
There is a blade beside me,
On the side it reads ' stainless steel'.
I pick it up; it's coolness sends a shiver through my body.