Coping

Blood flows from my arm
As tears roll from my eyes
This is my way of coping
Of hiding away from hurt and lies
The knife my one true love
The blade is my best friend
Together they help me
And they will be there till the end
Then my flesh starts to cut
I can feel it ripping and burning
As my head goes light
And my stomach is turning
I've done it again
I've cut to deep
As i come round
My eyes begin to weep
Blood soaked sheets
The scars on my arm
This i have to hide
To keep my loved ones calm
For my mental pain
I need a physical release
But if i carry on i know
I'll forever rest in peace