Blood trickles down the front of her legs and smears against the heel of her foot the skin so red and raw she feels blistering pain but doesn’t really mind it.
Maybe she does mind it she just can’t stop.
A little bit of lost blood is preferable over tears one represents strength the other cowardice.
Why is weakness so bad why can't she just fall apart instead of rubbing the skin on her shins raw why must she bleed?
Let her drop to her knees let the sobbing start let her regress into nothingness.
Blind eyes to physical pain but emotional turmoil is their specialty how the hell do they know she’s ripping her head in half right now?
Why don’t they care about the bloodstains dripping onto the carpet when tears don’t stain?
Why is she so bloody weak?