envious blade

- never thought that one day , I would be a fan of a blade - they used to send me to shop & buy blade for twizzing - but instead i used it to feed my emotions - not knowing that the blades envied me - as the blade cut through my wrist & my eyes being satisfied by seeing blood - my soul being shattered & shocked in disbelief - my hand trembling & resisting to touch the blade - cause it swore that it won't even dare to place a blade on it's precious wrist - as i remove the blade from my wrist after the first cut & looked away - the blade called my name &telling me that my tears won't ease the pain - the blade asked me that " how many times did I cry saying im easing the pain" - without realizing that while the blade asked me questions it played it's part - leaving me with 15 cuts on my wrist - I wish it could only ease the pain & never leave the cuts or scars - cause now I have to clean up the mess by hiding the scars - now I have to hide my wrist when people are looking - I hate youu " Blade" but at the same time I love you - I hate youu cause you left scars on my wrist of which when i have to do a handshake - I love you cause you helped me ease the pain