Crimson Blood

Crimson blood pours out of my arm,
I feel no pain for this is regular harm.

My best friend is my knife,
But all it does is ruin my life.

I take the lighter and put it to my arm,
I cringe, as this hurts a lot, but anything for self-inflicted harm.

I've got a lot of scars that I can't do anything about,
If my mom saw them she'd scream and shout.

When she asks,
I say "it's from the cats"

Crimson blood pours out of my arm...