“them” in urges

they are the voices
telling me how to feel better
how to forget about everything
they dont care
what the future affects may be
or what will happen
they only care about
them
and how they willbe immortalized in writings and in scars
so many scars
big ones
and small ones
some barely visible
some still holding on
to that desaturated rust color
even after months
some are completely gone
with only the memory in their place

they dont like it when the scars disappear
they get frustrated
they want more
they need more
they make me want more
they make me want to turn the water red
to leave my body covered in those red lines
those horrible wonderful lines

because they only want whats best

for them