My Release
Flowing like rivers
My blood runs
Down my arms, over my skin
Onto the floor, the bright white tile
Stained red forever
Should I dial?
No one is home
Know one knows
No one is home
They won’t be for hours
Know one knows
About my will power
My blood keeps flowing
Just like those rivers
Rushing, gushing
Streaming, surging
My screams have built up inside
For so long
It feels wonderful to let it out
And have the burdens be lifted
The answer was right in front of me all along
All I had to do was see it
Accept it
Embrace it
The blade keeps slicing
My blood keeps dripping
The tile keeps absorbing
The dark red color
That is my release
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