Blood.

It rolls off my finger, one less feeling to feel, one less word to say.

It felt so bottled up before, but now it drips away.

I can feel the pressure being alleviated as I dig a little deeper.

I want to feel something other than this, even pain is better.

Losing all control is how I push it away.

And through all the red is relief. 

Through all the red is me.

I can learn to be normal if I can just get rid of the numbness.