Cuts of beauty, scars of love.

I used to be the perfect girl
A princess on the outside.
On the inside was what nobody could see,
It was hell, trapped, bottled up inside of me

I needed to let it out,
Tell someone how I felt,
I lay there and scream at the top of my lungs,
Still no one not even you can here me slowly melt.

My whole life was torn away from me,
Now that you left me
I have nothing left here,
Nothing to look forward to.

My wrists are smeared and lined with hatred,
Cuts of beauty, scars of love.
Blood stains to express everything I never said,
I lay here and dream in my cold damp bed.

I have no strength anymore,
I can hardly even breathe.
My blood has turned to ice,
All I can do is lay here to freeze.

Its a bad feeling, though good at the same time.
I loose control of my breathing,
Start gasping for air desperately.
It hurts, but begins to numb my pain.

I stop struggling and think to myself,
This isnt so bad after all,
With the coldness in my veins,
I can no longer feel my hurt.

I slowly close my eyes,
Start drifting away from this place.
I drift off into eternal sleep,
And leave this place forever.