Attempts

As I lie there with my arm full of blood I'm crying from the pain I'm causing a flood I smoke the cigarette & flick the bud. I scream on the inside as I slice my arm I'm causing myself lots of harm Do you realize I'm not a charm? Blood drips down my arm from the razor At that moment my problems fade When I lived in S.C. I was worked like i was a maid. Cutting my arm felt so wrong The reason for doing it is I wasn't strong I've been doing it for so long. I did it because I was being abused My life is so confused I'll always lose with the choices I choose.