Punishment

There's blinding rage

Who do I think I am?

How could I have hurt them?

There’s pain

Not in my body but in my mind

The need to cause pain is there

The need to destroy

To destroy what destroys

The knife will help

There’s my favorite color

Dripping down my arm

Making a mess of the bathroom

Of the clean tiles

Once so pure white

Now marked with my punishment

The anger is fading

The once desire to destroy

Now a desire to forget

Blade hidden away

The thought of picking it up again

Fills my stomach with knots

And makes my dinner want to come back up

The angry bright red cuts sting as I move

Why do I do this to myself?

Why do I seek to destroy what others love?

I cause them more pain

Than the original sin

When I deal out my punishment