**the song "Blue Eyed Suicide" by Across Five Aprils inspired me to write this poem**
Cutting, it feels good I know
The feeling of your pain letting go
The feeling when it lets go of your soul
That feeling when depression has no control
And it doesn't last long
Which is why we keep doing it
But I feel wrong
I sometimes feel like shit for doing it
But we have to stop eventually
Because its going to get worse, I promise you
And I'm telling you this, so you can make it through
I know its hard to say no
Remembering that feeling of letting go
But you have to forget
You need to forget the past
Because believe it or not along with those scars the pain will last
More tears will be cried with regret
More scars that you can never forget
And pretty soon if you don't stop
Red Eyed Suicide
Please theres no reason
To sit and decide
Don't do it please
Red Eyed Suicide
As I give you my hand
You reach to hold on
But I see your regretting face
I know its hard, but you have to move on
Please theres no reason
To sit and decide
Don't do it please
Red Eyed Suicide
Stop the bleeding
Just cry some more
Stop the bleeding
Your arm will get soar
Stop the bleeding
Red Eyed Suicide
Stop the bleeding
Theres no reason to decide
**to everyone who cuts**it will only get worse if you dont stop...and if you dont..fine..I'm just trying to help**
