Tiny shallow cuts release all my tiny angers
But as the anger manifests the cuts become much greater
Shallow not an option for the pain just runs too high
As the blood seeps out from me I feel I wanna die
I listen to your screams & shouts just like they’re nothing new
But after you walk out on me I don’t know what to do
Blood thickens and it races and I want to hurt myself
So that is what I do you see, I make cuts equal wealth
The number and the depth depend on how you got to me
And in the end I know you’ll see there’s too few blood to be
It’s drawn out by the pain you caused and adds to rage & fury
But it’s okay and I’m just fine, no reason to cause worry
I lose the blood and cool my steam and all is back to well
Until you yell at me & then you send me back to hell
This process it repeats itself & I don’t think you care
But now I have to draw a line, a when to end it where
I fear if I don’t stop myself it soon will be too late
But all in all I feel inside, that answer fits me great
You told me you don’t want me here & this’ll let you know
Explode on me a few more times; I promise I will go
*I really like this one.. personal favorite... plz vote and comment... i don't know how some of you get over 1,000 votes when i only get like 5...*
