Fallen Angel

Long red lines,
Covering my arm.
Someone please help me,
from my self harm.

Silver tip blade,
Sliding trough my skin.
Followed by a red line,
This is my sin.

Addicted to pain,
There is no way out.
As the blood drips down,
I fall into doubt.

I am an Angel,
with 59 sins.
Fallen from heaven,
This round the devil wins.

As I push harder,
I feel the pain everywhere.
In this deepest hour,
I'm left in despair.

Someone please save me,
Just help me here.
I can't do this alone,
There is too much fear....

(If someone of you has a comment about this poem, maybe a suggestion to make it a better one, please do tell. This is my first one soo....)