A Crimson Drop of Reality

She sketches the scars worn on her body with a simple blade.
A simple sharp piece that causes her so much pain.
The pain is intense at first, depending upon where it\'s made.
The deeper the better, the more pain she receives.
The longer the better, the more pain she receives.
Just hold the blade in place,
push against the firm skin.
Drag across every other scar,
and watch the beads pop up with perfection.
A red bubble of pain, a crimson drop of reality.
The reality that when she cuts herself she bleeds.