There is a lot of violence
as i sit and suffer in silence
one cut leads to many more
and soon my skit becomes all torn
i watch my blood drip-
then i put my hand to my lip
just to make sure i don't scream wondering if this is all just a dream but i realize its not as this battle inside is fought this pain is so real and as sad as i feel i wish my heart would just heal but it wont just to many damn times its been broke so the consequence is this and that is........................
the cut of my wrist
