To Cut

How do you tell someone that it feels good to cut? It doesn't hurt When you see the blood Running red Flowing from your body You feel Alive Cutting isn't about you It's about me It brings me back to life I know it bothers you You don't understand Why anyone would want to hurt themselves It doesn't hurt When that blade Pierces my skin Its liberating Watching the blood pouring down It's beautiful Freeing I'm a cutter No I'm not proud of it But it's part of me I get sad for No apparent reason When something happens to those around me I blame myself Since it's my fault I want to harm me It's not about you Please understand I don't want to hurt you Or anyone else who loves me I want to feel Alive I want to know I can Feel I find anything that is sharp Enough to pierce me skin Across my skin it goes Releasing my pain Letting me Live Blood draining from hidden places Not to cause worry I do it for me Not for attention or the show I get angry or sad I feel I need to see My Blood drain I think I hurt you Made you sad I need to hurt me To relieve some pressure It's not about you It's about me I have an illness Taking over My rational thought Please understand me Help me Just listen when I ramble When I say I can't handle it Know that I can't If I could I would Sometimes my emotions Explode I try to hold it in To hide it from you Sometimes it comes out And I know you won't understand Why I need to see the Blood