Staring at the seatbelt
Weighing the pros
And the cons
Hmm
Oops
Pinch and twist
It Burns
But I don't stop
Oops
I keep my nails long
For so many reasons
Red marks
All along
The places
I can easily reach
Oops
Grind your teeth
Bite your lip
Entirely too hard
And pretend it was by accident
Oops
How long will it take
for me to stop breathing
A little light headed and end in gasps
Oops
A chaotic numb
One where you pull at your scalp
And bend your fingers
And squeeze that trusty old windpipe
A chaotic numb
Where you have this desire
To be brutally and
Colorfully murdered
Did it again
Hmm
Oops
