scars

the thoughts of my mind in the middle of the night....the cuts...

feeling nothing,
pain,
numb.
wanting to see the dark blood.
the long line on your right forearm,
the x on the other,
the shooting star with an x through it meaning "no hope"
scars your body.
then drawing the bloodly tears on the your leg,
knowing that all you have it the comfort of the sharp blade.