Writing the hard topics

I thought about this subject when writing some hard hitting poetry. I will post a new poem soon, I made a video for it. I think it would be better read though. 

So here it goes let me know what you think. 

Cutting the Trauma

(For a friend RP)

Deep red turns to pink

Mixing with cold water in the sink

With pain, comes needed clarity

Eyes in the mirror seeing my soul

Bleak, barren, red

Numbness pervades my cells

Until the razor bites my flesh

Tears of pain and ecstasy

I feel again

Trauma haunts my waking and dreams

Must be strong, everyone screams

I take care of it with another scar

Of course, hidden in a secret place

Long sleeves, pants not capris work wonderfully

Relaxing allowing the pain, and lucidity, to return

Feeling-finally for a while

Cutting, cutting, cutting, pink water swirling, twisting, down the sink

I should be ashamed of what trauma has wrought

I will be tomorrow forgetting the truths pain has taught

These demons that ride my soul

Pinching, searing, deafening pain

Hide it, bury it deep

I only feel when the blood finally seeps

Cutting the trauma, pink water swirling, twisting, down the sink.