[skin] cUtTiNg ThRouGh

Cutting through the flesh. Your teeth. A blade. Cutting through.
Still a little bit of blood you haven’t tasted. Still a bit of bone you haven’t broken.
I’ll hide all the wounds.
Don’t make a sound now. I’m still laughing.
You may take the blade again and lock it inside my soul. Again.
I won’t move. Not now. Not anymore.
Don’t stop to feel if I’m breathing or not. No need. I’m going to live forever.
Cut what’s left of my flesh.
I’ll still hide all the wounds.
And I won’t bleed anymore.
Take the blade again. Feel it in your tongue.
It’s time to leave now. After you tasted all my blood.
I’m glad you got here too late.