Some just don't understand
The feeling is overwhelming.
You feel it in your skin
It's like a tingle
That triggers your mind
And it doesn't stop.
You think about it
All the time.
It consumes
Your every thought
Till you finally give in
You get something sharp
Anything will do.
Pressing it to your skin
Already the tingles fade.
You slice
It feels good
Sometimes you cry
Not in pain.
Sometime you laugh.
After it's over
You are left empty. | 
Submission Name: Cut
