Last night
I cut again
It still hurts
But I don't care
It bled
When I did it
A bit deeper
Than usual
I was crying
When I did it
I was scared
When I did it
I wanted to die
Or not cry
Or be strong
When I did it
But I
Couldn't keep it in
Pain was coming out
Of hiding
The real
Pain I absorbed
When I did it
Something small
Died in me
But not all
Of me
Why couldn't I have died
When I did it
