Cut After Cut

Look down and feel my pain,
Doing that what do you gain?
You know what its like to be me,
To live life, just trying to be free,
Pass me your arm,
I'll show you self-harm,
The shimmering blade,
It's my little maid,
So sharp, so useful,
A little twist, a quick pull,
Now watch the blood pour,
Straight onto the cold floor,
The crimson liquid soaking through your clothes,
And the pain, no one but me knows,
Now you regret trying to help,
For touching your cut, makes you yelp,
Now you might understand my fear,
Of not being able to let out a tear,
For the pain of this is nothing to me,
As this is nothing to what pain can be,
I've been pulled down, I have fell,
And I have also lived in hell,
This self-harm is result of rape,
And this continuence is because theres no escape,
Take your arm back, and let it heel,
Leave me alone, my arm I shall peel,
Let me continue the way I always do,
Otherwise I'll end up hurting you,
This is me, this who I am, this is my life,
Leave here, alone with my knife,