A cutter's heroine

Cant you see I'm itching for the pain
cant you feel my suffering
cant you see my dark set mind bent on destruction
cant you feel the warmth of it all
cant you see the glint in my eye..
cant you feel the tendons slip
cant you see the rivers of red
cant you feel my heartbeat fading
cant you see my face turn pale
cant you feel my hands are shaking..
cant you see why I'm not allowed a razor..
cant you feel that its my heroine..