Confessions of a cutter

Silence
only tears
as i press the blade
against my pale skin

red
the blood flows
from the wounds
echoing my inner pain

satisfaction
as i feel the knife
slicing into me
i only deserve pain

anguish
as i realize what i have done
i feel accomplishment
as i gaze at the marks upon my skin

stares
people are horrified
don't understand why
neither do i

yes yall have prob read this before b/c i had this on my friends cuz my account got deleated