Euphoria

Folder: 
Self-Harm

Sweet blood dripping
from a split vein,
decadence.

Dancing along a razor’s edge,
it offers a sweet caress,
a kiss of bliss.

Scarlet tears,
falling from lifeless eyes.

Hollow heart,
torn from a dead chest.

Sweet release,
feeling so alive,
the numbness lifts.

The freedom it brings,
offers a surrender,
sacrifice like no other.

Midnight whispers,
promises in the stale air,
tears unseen or heard.

Falling into darkness,
shadows overwhelming,
screams at last set free.

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