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Cuts so pretty,

Yet so deep,

But in the end they help me sleep,

The pain is real,

The hope no more fake,

I know I will never enter heavens gate,

I just hope to end my life so sadistic,

In the end my cuts will success this.

I listen to you and do what you say,

In the end it fills me with pain,

Used and forgotten the pain is deep,

I sleep with a knife incase I may leave,

This world is useless one of sorrow,

I dread every dawn and every tommorrow,

One day I will be released from my shackles,

Hopefully soon due to miracles,

And when I go my soul you may keep,

A girl like me has no need.

Blood so pretty,

Emotions so morbid,

Death is near and I slowly obsorb it,

Metal cold and sharp to the touch,

A slit on my wrist opens up,

I don't cry tears, but instead shed blood,

A numb sick feeling fills me up,

My pain is real my wrist is the proof,

Stuck in sorrow never to move,

I grasp at death every day,

Yet somehow it always evades,

My grasp my will to slowly die never is successful,

I wonder why.

A crimson river,

Blood so sweet,

The shed of it a pain I keep,

Lifes so sad with the burdains we carry,

My lack of pain somewhat scares me,

Deeper and deper my razor's kiss,

More and more blood apon my wrist,

I know one day the kiss will be deep,

But it's ok the a secret I keep.