She examined her arm; something dug into her stomach, creating an emptyness. She felt along the lines of each cut she had created the night before. Each one, scabbed over; a barrier of protection - now if only she had her own barrier against everything else in this world; a 'scab' of her own.
She removed her eyes from her fixated stare and pulled down the sleeve of her jumper. The pain she caused herself. The long hours dreading her actions, yet she still returned to the same position she was in now. She asked herself why- this question still remained unanswered after being asked many, many times.
She felt her eyes start to swell; how could there be any tears left to cry? Before she started the water works up again she bit her lip in attempt to stop them from overflowing. She closed her eyes and felt her chin start to shake.
... as tears fall, so do my burdens.
"Each mistake I make,
each countless "sorry" I say.
Each time I hurt you,
I wish it would go away"
