Numb Poem by Muñeca Campos
Numb
The sharpedge of the razor cuts my
Skin easily.
I’m numb to the pain,
Numb to the blood,
Too numb to relize what’s happening,
To realize what i’m doing.
One cut follows another,
And another,
Till i cant stop.
The razor falls from my hand,
Blood drips down my arm,
Tears roll down my cheeks.
What Have i done?
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