I feel the blade slice through my skin,
Stop, stare and wait for bleeding to begin,
The sound of my skin being torn apart,
Sends a bolt of euphoria straight from my heart,
Push the blade harder to ensure I'm cut deep,
The deeper the better, now take the back seat,
Bloods coming quickly, trickling like a stream,
Close my eyes tightly, now start to dream,
Another world, another life,
Where I'm a mother, a lover, a friend and a wife,
At least that way I'd have a meaning,
It's not life's end, but just the beginning,
Though that sounds good it will not be,
That isn't the path that's been chosen for me,
I'm here to be hurt, abused and ignored,
Not to be cherished, loved or adored,
But one thing i can guarantee,
Is there'll always be a way out for me,
A way that i can free my soul,
Then all lifes hardships i can control,
Simple cuts to the leg or the arm,
Fulfill my purpose, I'm meant to self harm,
Behind each cut there is a story,
Showing how pain turned into glory,
I know that what i do is wrong,
Jut can not stop it, the urge is too strong,
Now my pain is far too great,
Can not take anymore heart break,
So i drag the blade right through my vein,
distorted thoughts roaming through my brain,
Feel my spirit slowly disappear,
My time has come it's awful near,
Now the afterlife I'll see,
I've reached the end, I'm finally free!
