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Writing on Wednesday's - The Blade...!!!

Hey Y'all,

So I've been gathering all the things I have written from the past few years and trying to put them all in one place. I'm hoping having them all in one place will help spark my inspiration when I need it. I also like to look back on what I wrote and see where I could change it and maybe even add to it if I felt I had something good going. It all depends really. I know that my time will be limited once my baby arrives and my full time job begins. 

This was something I wrote awhile ago. I don't believe I've posted up on my blog before. If I have I apologize now. I tend to forget what I post about sometimes. I've been at this for a very long time.

I think it is safe to say that for now, Writing on Wednesday's is gonna be making a comeback on my blog. The only twist to this is that I'm only doing on Wednesday out of each month. This way I can write new stories, thoughts, and ideas down and use them at a later date. I'm excited to see how this years, Writing on Wednesday's goes for me. 

- The Blade -

The girl sat in her room, alone. 

The look on her face was one that was familiar to her. But not familiar to her family or friends. 

To them she was the perfect daughter, the perfect student, and the happiest child alive. 

She holds the razor to her skin, Just below the place where the nurse would tie the knot to draw blood for the blood bank. 

The girl watched as she drew the blade over the skin. 

The blood flowed easily like it was drawn over a liquid pool. A thin line of blood appeared. 

She smiled. 

The pain only lasted a little while but the scars never truly left. The girl looked at her other arm, three freshly cut scars stared back at her. 

She sighed. 

This was the high she needed. The adrenaline rush that made it all worth it. 


So I wrote this awhile ago. I wanted to try and put myself in the shoes of someone who self harmed. I don't know if this is accurate or not. But I do think it gives an interesting idea to the concept of self harming. I think its important that we don't ignore these things because its something that people suffer from on a day to day basis. 


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Writing on Wednesdays's - Beautiful...!!!

Hey Y'all,
Does he even see me So many different things That make you special
She'll never see the way you look at her Even though secretly she does She's got a mild attraction she can't help
Will he ever see me  Do you know...Do you know He'll actually understand To caught up in himself
Do you you know

I'm not sure who this is about. I think it was back when I was trying to write lyrics for songs. Yeah, as you can see it wasn't my thing. It may not have been for that. I mean I'm not much of a poet either.