selfharn

I beg of you
When you look at your wrist
With the urge to split it in two
Please consider the stars.
Those blueish viens that you so
desperately want
to open
contain four iron atoms
iron is only naturally occurring in
the core of dying stars.
The stars died for you, don’t let that be in vain.
—  stars (t.m) [space 3/?]