Scarification

Self harm or scarification
Scarification or self harm

We sit with ourselves
Our tools before us
Lighters, needles,
Knives, chemicals

Scarification or self harm
Self harm or scarification

There's a fine dance
Of mental illness
And glorious finesse
Who is to decide?

Self harm or scarification
Scarification or self harm

Some slash at our wrists
Blood flying everywhere
Others the scent of burnt flesh
Fills the air like perfume or bbq

Scarification or self harm
Self harm or scarification

Some of us go into it
With a design clear in our mind
I have a spiral one arm
Starting at my elbow and curving to my wrist

Self harm or scarification
Scarification or self harm

I sit and stare at the open wound on my wrist
Irritated red and infection green glimmering
It's an eye or it will heal to become one
An eye to remind me to never look back

Scarification or self harm
Self harm or scarification