Love Cursed Scar

I feel so trapped,
so lost inside,
the scars on my arm I have to hide.
I loved you like no other,
and I still do,
I can't believe we are broken up,
it must be a dream,
this can't be true.

I cry every night,
with a heart that will never mend,
I get these urges,
that tell me to grab the knife,
and try to kill myself again.
So i took the advice,
and started to cut into my vein,
at the same time crying,
filled with grief,
and all of the pain.

I feel all of my frustration leave,
as I start to bleed,
cutting deeper each slice,
to help my frustration leave.
Once I start it is so hard to stop,
emotions run dry,
and so deeply depressed,
my heart rate begins to drop.

As i am cutting myself,
I am praying to God,
to forgive me for everything I've done,
I stop cutting,
and think about my parents,
and them losing their only son.

As I put down the knife,
I start to cry,
I did not want to stop,
I just wanted to die.
The pain I feel now,
will always be with me, and never far,
because I have another,
Permanent Love Cursed Scar.

© Bobby Brownlie 2004