A cofesion/ cuts

Depressed apathetic hurt damaged the blade enters worry and sorrow pour from ear to ear relief comes you heal but the cycle,le continues you cant stop again and again over and over when can i stop i want more this is an escape from hell getting weaker and weaker cant mutter a breath this is the end this is what i asked for for your Friend has finally caught up with my sin disier is death in me death is my dicier