B.R.E.A.T.H. [and bun]

writen on my friends birthday... i am so sorry for that, but i couldnt help it.

B.R.E.A.T.H.

The flame of the lighter flickers as I hold the metal in it.
Count to 5, pull it out.
Quick before it cools press it to the skin.
Sharp, hot pain.
Breath in, easier then it has been all day.

 

While my skin burns,
I can breath,
Its like my lungs are clear,
And I’m actually getting cool oxygen in,
My whole body feels relieved.

 

The metal cools,
Back in the flame to repeat the process,
3 times, same spot,
Then move to the ankle.

 

I wont even bother hiding it,
No one noticed last time.

(12-18-07)

Author's Note

any ideas thoughts comments quesitons...?
[i am trying to not do this anymore... still feel the need but i fight it more now]