Pain and Tears

I cut myself,
just to see.
How much it hurts,
how much it bleeds.

The cuts are deep,
on the bed I lie.
It helps the pain,
I don't know why.

The tears are running,
down my face.
I wish I'm in,
a better place.

Nothing else helps,
it's it, I've tried.
I just lay back,
and lose my pride.

Nobody will notice,
that I'm gone.
And they won't care,
that I've moved on.