On Breaking the Skin

Sometimes when emotion wells up in me
I feel I am going to explode

I fear it will flow from me,
Over me,
Run like acid across my flesh
Hissing and burning as it flows
Eating away at my being

So I close my eyes and imagine release

I see a blade in my hand
Imagine what it would feel like to pull it along my thigh
Feel the blood let
Know the warmth of it trickling down my leg

Exhale.

Sometimes I imagine what it would be like
If I had the courage to pierce my skin
Or if I had the strength to allow myself to explode,
The strength to simply let the acid run.

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