After Sixteen Cuts

One cut, I’m suffering.
Two cuts, I’m bleeding.
Three cuts, hear me cry.
Four cuts, listen to the music of me screaming.

Look at me bleed, hear me cry.
Listen to me scream, watch me suffer more!

Five cuts, I’m suffering more.
Six cuts, I’m bleeding my veins.
Seven cuts, I’m crying more.
Eight cuts, listen to me screaming out my lungs!

See me hurt, hear me yell.
Listen to my demon, wanting me to hurt some more!

Nine cuts, I’m burning inside.
Demon saying “don’t stop… cut some more!”
Ten cuts, I’m screaming in agony.
Eleven cuts, can I cut some more?
Twelve cuts, I’m down on the floor,
Pleading the demon to let me stop.

Thirteen cuts, I’m sitting in a puddle of blood.
Fourteen cuts, I’m still cutting.
Fifteen cuts, I’m feeling weak, it’s hard to move.
After sixteen cuts, I’m gone.