Subsiding The Pain

As I sit here
Saying nothing
No one around
My heart in pain

I see an instrument
An instrument of destruction
I pick it up
It stares back at me

It puts me in a trance
I have no will of my own
I move it towards my arm
It tells me I am doing well

I press it against my skin
It tells me I am its best student
I stare back as it bathes in red
Still feeling the pain in my heart

It tells me it needs more
I move closer to my wrist
It tells me its a better spot
I do as I am told

It gets a shower of red this time
It tells me its happy
Very happy
The pain has subsided from my heart

I can now feel it in my wrist
I smile at this pain
As its not in my heart
I pass out on my bed
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