I Cut My Self

Silent Screams... She had no escape. This was her only power. The only thing she could control. This was her only comfort. It was shiny. It was cold. Most of all, it was sharp. It told her what she wanted to hear. It said "I will distract you from the pain." She took the blade in her hands and it felt like she was holding a trophy. This was hers, and hers alone. This blade belonged to her. It was the blades job to take away the pain. She pulled back her sleeve and pressed the blade into her skin. As she slowly pulled the blade back, she felt the pain. The stinging hurt, but it was what she needed. If the monster wouldn't let her have happiness or let her feel the light, she would feel the light in her own way. This was her secret, and no one can take it away from her.