i saw my hands
fingers tightened
around the hilt
the blade shining
the edge approaching my skin
breaking the epiderm
birthing the life's blood
enjoying the pain
the first cut made
the others were easy
until my whole body
felt almost weightless
alive with the pain of life
my mind grows sharper
and my senses aware
my goal again precise
and the blade returns
to the artery on my wrist
cutting through the skin
and bringing forth the fountain of death