The Cutting Game

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I was sitting there, waiting for my life to end
so I used a blade... that was my only friend
friends claiming that they actually care
but no one was listening... all of them unfair

The blood squirting from my arm, hitting the floor
my eyes started watering from the pain and the soar
the cuts on my arm, relieving my stress
waiting to die... and for my eternal rest

Cut one, the devastated blood squirting away
that was for my friends, who would have never stayed
cut two, my eyes watering with blood of tears
that was for myself, who didn't conquer my own fears

Cut three, images of memories fading away in my mind
that was for my parents, who hasn't given my a stronger bind
cut four, laying on the floor with a blade on one hand
that was for my school... which I wasn't going to stand

Trying to pretend that the whole thing was a dream
yet it wasn't working, and feeling like I want to scream
but nothing helped... so I still do the same
now I do a game done by few, called it the cutting game

I fell on the floor, without saying good-bye
I hated my life... nothing to do but sit there and die
My suicidal attempt was a failure, yet I will try again
but I know I have some friends... but they all think I'm insane

In my dreams, I haven't lived so happily
remembering carefree days when I was still acting silly
it came and go, and my life keeps going on
so I went out in the rain... and everything was gone

The rain acted like tears from all of my anger
but it was only my stress which given me danger
so the next day, the stress got to me once more
I rolled up my sleeve, and stared at the soars

Cut one, the pain doesn't hurt me as much
that was for the world who hasn't done such
cut two, the stress releasing from my head
that was for myself, how I hope I would be dead

Cut three, the blood running down my face like sand
that was for my friends, who didn't give me a hand
cut four, now I lost my senses and everything turned black
that was for my parents... which was everything that I lacked

Now that the cutting was over... I cleaned up the mess
laying on the floor... on my back and trying to rest
but nothing was really over until I stop cutting myself
so I put the blade back on its case and back on the shelf