Author: ladyjewel

Drops of red
Sharp steel pushes down gently on milky skin,
The slight pop as it gives way,
Slides easily along the cut opening a line.

She watches the red line form,
The perfect drop of blood like a jewel,
It gathers all the pent up feeling inside her,
Hangs like a perfect tear for a few seconds,
Then falls to the ground.

She feels the weight of her heart drop,
And the lightness of releasing all the hurt.

The tears now able to fall and run like a river,
Her eyes cleansing her soul.

And the carm washes over her once more..