There's no way to describe cutting
All thoughts concintrated on tears flooding
Imagining how deep you can make the knife go
Just thinking about the lucious coloured blood flow
Memories begin to sweep you away
Feel your heart burst into flame
Wanting what will never be
Slightly stinging like a bee
The knife cuts deeper as you slide it through the skin
Bubbling of blood becomes river of passion
Look up to the God that you've lost your faith
Close your eyes and feel your heart race
Then tears begin to stream down your face
You feel no pain, only cold liquid
Soothing rush, and people say you're sickened
You had to do what was needed
Relieve of pain to a differant region
But you still miss what you've lost
These memories make you turn and toss
You'll make them go away, no matter what it costs!
Clench the knife tighter
Bring to the surface what you desire
The truth to all the lies been told
Tired of the hearts that are blistering cold
Never to be hurt again
Take the knife and stick it in...
You moan and scream
Your cries die out
Eyes so glossy
No one heard you shout...
And you'd never think of this day to come
It was only cutting, what harm could it have done?
Addictive as it was
Consumed you and became your love
Not only your wrists...
But your heart does you justice
As you spill the truth
With knife and stab
Blood and flow
Your time has come and now you go
But one last moment
You look at what you've done
See the blood and the spill you sit upon
Stick your finger in what you've drained
"I loved him so."
She writes before she goes...
And trickles down a tear
Rembering what she's lost through the years