Please
Take away
The scissors
I want to cut
But I can't
I lke the pain
But I can't do that
To myself
Even as a kid
I would poke
My bruises
Mixing my pain
With pleasure
If I got a scratch
I hope
It would scar
Just to show
How tough I was
I love the smell
Of my own blood
The feel
Of it rushing
Out of me
Pulsing
I want to cut
But I can't
I love the feel
But can't stand
The action
If you let me
Think about it long enough
I'll do it
I really will
Please
Take away the scissors
So I can't hurt myself
The dull ache
As a fresh cut
Surfaces
It's not that
I want to die
Or that I hate
My life
I just love the feel
Of being alive
Oh G-d!
What have I done?!
Take it away
Quickly
Before I do it again
I don't want to hurt myself
But it feels so good
It dripped
On my white skirt
Take the scissors away!
I can't do it again
Don't let me
Feel that pleasure
Give me a
Time-consuming hobbie
So I don't have time
To feed my new addiction
This can't go on
Please
Take the scissors
Away
