The blade cuts so smoothly oer my soft pale skin,
It lets out a trail of blood that I was holding in.
Screaming in agony but never lets out a sound.
Here I am world - Never to be found.
This slice is for you, it lets out every lie and sin,
Without me letting it out... Just think what I'd be holding in.
A new drip of blood for each tear streaming down my face,
As I fade away into my happy place.
