don’t cut
the clock on my wall
2am
pitch black
throwing up
scared
don’t cut.
don’t cut.
don’t cut.
the moon
wait for morning
close your eyes
pitying smiles
anguish
don’t cut.
don’t cut.
don’t cut.
the bathroom floor
4am
lights off
violent shaking
empty
don’t cut.
don’t cut.
don’t cut.
my green bracelet
almost there
pink blanket over face
tears down cheeks
strengthening
don’t cut.
don’t cut.
don’t cut.
first rays of sunlight
6am
stinging eyes
deep breaths
relief
don’t cut.
don’t cut.
don’t cut.
open curtains
new day
adjusted eyes
quiet thinking
fear
tomorrow?
tomorrow?
tomorrow?
~eap