Well I’m alone and I cant see the end!
Should I move forwards?
I hurt yet to say I do just seems to real!
It was I that did it!
Yet it is I that burns!
I cut to feel.
I cut to live!
Not to deep just enough to bleed!
Not enough to die!
Just enough to bleed!
I watch the blood spread across my palm.
It is warm!
It is sticky!
It feels real!
I see my pain there in this small rivet of blood!
I reach for the blade once more!
Will I go to deep this time?
Will I end the pain?
Will I stop feeling this hurt if I do!
Or will I just make new hurts!
I cut lowly so I can saver the feel!
I cut slow so I can see the blood come!
I cut to feel, to see, to forget the numbness!
I cut to live!
I cut to deep!
Now the blood wont stop!
Now it all goes dark!
But the pain dose go!
And now I am free!
