Cutter!

I'm a cutter,
thats what the doctors say.
they don't understand why i do it,
they don't know the pain i face everyday.

it started as an experiment,
to see if it could take my pain away.
it did, and after a while,
it was the only way.

i would cut a few times,
and watch the blood drip down.
i was numb to the pain,
i couldn't even frown.

seeing my blood flow,
was the only way to bring me back.
soon i couldn't stop,
i couldn't face the awful fact.

every time something went wrong,
i didn't cry.
i would just grab my razor,
hoping i would die.

it went on for so long,
no one even knew.
my scars i could hide,
there was nothing anyone could do.