Dear Blade of Mine

Dear blade of mine,
I'm beginning to beg,
Set me free with crimson scars,
Cut onto my leg.

Dear blade of mine,
I'm slowly losing grip,
No longer caring about going deep,
Or how much I've made drip.

Dear blade of mine,
I need you more that air,
I'm losing hope in reality,
And you're the only who cares.

Dear blade of mine,
Why don't I see?
That there are thing to love?
And people who love me?

Dear blade of mine,
Its time for us to play,
The stress is breaking me down,
Today's our final day.

Dear blade of mine,
I used you once again,
This time it was really deep,
And there still wasn't any pain.

Dear blade of mine,
This is last tear I'll cry,
I drag across my wrist,
Without a single goodbye.

~Its using a blade as a diary...its kind of sick and twisted~