Picture

I'm going to draw a picture,
Like nothing you've ever seen,
But I'm not drawing it on paper,
I'm drawing it on me,
Instead of using pencil,
My choice is a knife,
So i hold out my wrist and make another slice,
It started out with one and now has multiplied into many,
The Rush, The Pain, The Comfort, The Tears,
This isn't a dream, This isn't a lie, This is just my slow suicide*