Self Injury (My friend)

by Cryptic Misery   Feb 10, 2005


I share with you my secrets,
Every cut is another truth untold.

I share with you my past,
Each wound has a story to unfold.

You're always here for me,
You never walk away.

I can trust you,
You never betray.

You give me control of my pain,
another cut straight to the vain.

I need you to smile,
I need you to get through this day.

You're my friend,
I need you to rescue me when I feel dead.

You're my razor,
You're my knife.

You give me life.

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