Rachel
A/N: I haven't posted here in I don't know how long but I figured I would upload what was already written.
It wasn't really self harm.
She didn't cut, and she most certainly never bled.
It barely even hurt. It was uncomfortable but not really painful.
Rachel knows she's nothing if not a perfectionist.
Everything she does she has to be the best at,
it's always been that way and always would.
She reminds herself of this as she stands on pointe
toes throbbing and ankles aching,
She stands for what seems like hours
until she can't feel her feet anymore
and her legs almost give out
she collapses onto her bed then
proud at her hard work
and satisfied with the feeling in her legs and feet
she tells herself its the price of perfection
but she can't ignore the voice in the back gf her mind
the one that tells her its a sweet price to pay
the one that reminds her its the pain she wants and not perfection
she argues to herself that what is perfection without a little pain
later she'll rest her legs on a pillow as she sleeps
desperate to preserve the last few moments of the pain
It wasn't really self harm.
She didn't cut, and she most certainly never bled.
It barely even hurt. It was uncomfortable but not really painful.