Crisis

It's so shiny....

It glistens and sparkles as it caresses my finger tips.

My body seems to heat up and the excitement brings goosebumps to my skin. 

Why did I ever stop, 

You were the comforting embrace, 

Catcher of shed tears and droplets....

I never thought I'd fall this low.

God have I fallen So far....

I have...

The sting soothes.
The burn calms.
Red the color of passion...

He he he...

Time to sleep away this Crisis core...

Musings of a girl admiring the blade