See these line
what you think is hurt
I feel loss of pain
with the warmth of the blood
dripping through each and every drop
my pain is running
running right out
Can you see my tears
They are my fears
But the line I see
with every razor comes clean
is the pain I have
drip, drip, drip
one less gone
Am I almost done
I am not sure
But you will know it when you see it
Do not be afraid
For it is I whom has to deal
I am hurt until I can feel
