Cut
Cut, for the emptiness i feel.
Cut, to remind myself this is real.
Cut, to know i'm still alive.
Cut, so hopefully i can survive.
Cut, the pain leaves with the flow of the blood.
Cut, my blade is starting to flood.
Cut, it helps me sleep.
Cut, hide the scars, my secrets mine to keep.
Cut, please sink in far.
Cut, leave more than just a slight scar.
Cut, the end is finally near.
Cut, thoughts are so unclear.
Cut, don't stop the bleeding.
Cut, my heart is still slowly beating.
Cut, it won't be much longer now.
Cut, no pulse.
Copyright © Delia Danielle | Year Posted 2010
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