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


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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