It was a small cut. A single blade dug deep into my leg. A sharp scratch. A slight burn as the skin peeled open. Intense pain spiralling through me. Familiar. Comforting. Soothing.
The blood trickled out, bit by bit. A pool of red gathered at my foot. My leg, bloodied & marked, ached. Deep sigh. The relief! Oh, how good it feels!
I exist. I am real. And this, yes THIS tells me so.
© All rights belong to Amy Serafina.
The blood trickled out, bit by bit. A pool of red gathered at my foot. My leg, bloodied & marked, ached. Deep sigh. The relief! Oh, how good it feels!
I exist. I am real. And this, yes THIS tells me so.
© All rights belong to Amy Serafina.
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