Blade
silver moon
golden blood
Beautiful
red droplet
blue eyes
Broken
clear tears
no screams
Battered
fine lines
varying shades
Bleeding
perfect cut
straight and true
Best
friend pulls you out
a bit scared both
Blade
locked in a drawer
forevermore
Beautiful
hair, eyes, nose, lips
arms, feet, legs, hands
Broken
not anymore
no holes in this heart
Battered
dancing shoes,
not person
Bleeding
emanating happiness from the core,
no aching wrists or legs or stomach
Best
time and time again, now,
now that the blade is gone
Blade
found, eyes narrowing
no more to be used
Blade
thrown away
not wanted any longer
Hope, not Blood
