True Horror

There is something that i cannot explain
Its way deep inside me
Its this small thing i call pain
Its something no one can see

It consumes me at night
It takes over my thoughts by day
With it im constantly in a fight
And i think there must be no other way

Inside my box i have my sharp objects
And at night they bring blood so dark red
I carve a line for each time i've been hit
I really wish this was all in my head

Pain so dark red
Falls when im all alone
Not a single tear is shed
The fear on my face is shown