Red Raindrops

Here I go again another disturbing addiction is it the pain or the way the blood trickles down my skin like warm drops of rain or it the color red, so bright and vibrant is it the way I feel to know that I am still reall I drag the blade across my skin so slow , feel the sting all the way just because of a bad day I see the flashes of the past hoping with each cut they wont last hoping to wash it all away why must it always stay they think I'm sick or maybe mad but deep inside I'm extremely sad don't ask questions please leave me alone I don't cut down to the bone I will live, I will survive It isn't a thing that makes me proud go ahead and point go ahead and stare with a glare go ahead and pick me apart just adding extra hate to my heart your laughter your insults I cut them deep in my skin pushing your words deeper within do you think you have control just because I don't maybe I'm crazy, maybe your crazy maybe we're crazy, probably at least I can confess that I am a mess and you what are you going to do