Self-Harm

I'm feeling really anxious
I need to make it stop
I grab a bottle of alcohol
And a few pills to pop
A quick drag of my cigarette
Eyes water as my arm burns
Put the flames out on my skin
Now it's the razor's turn
Hold the blade against me
Cut myself really deep
Skin begins to redden
As blood starts to seep
I feel a lot better now
Anxiety was relieved through pain
I put away my razor
Until the anxiety comes back again