Reminding Myself Poem by jess jayne

This sensation in my arm,
Reminds me of many,
Lonely times.

It reminds me of,
When the blade used to slice,
Through my skin,
And blood would pour out,
And finally it would,
Relive me of all my pain.

This sensstion in my arm,
Thought it couldn't get this bad,
Couldn't remember how it felt.

The broken soul,
Too hard to fix,
Forever broken,
Inside of me.

This sensation in my arm,
helps to,
forget the pain,
that's rolling around inside.

This scared arm,
Stings today,
For it doesn't really,
Relive the pain.




written 7th Febuary 2011