Cut for the pain

by memorial life   May 29, 2007


Press the blade deep within
cut the hatred in the skin
let the blood drip so thin
watch it fall will not fit in
though they stare and call me freak
i am a person that can't be beat
i stand on my own two feet
on my wrists see trick or treat
haunted scars from all these years
blood misused as my tears
im for pain the burn that seers
my own skin with holds my fears
watch it drip drip drip
into the pit pit pit
of hellish ways ways ways
its my last days days days

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