Wrist On Fire

Wrist on Fire

I grew my nails just to chew my hand off,
I cut my wrists to make sure I was alive.
Now my arms bleed from the pain inflicted on myself.
My heart is on fire.

I gutted myself like a fish,
The incision wasn't neat.
I was haphazard.
My veins stuck out of my wrist
The blood pours out pulsing to the beat of my barb wired heart.
My wrist is on fire.
My wrist is on fire.
My wrist is on fire.