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Silent pain, tearing myself within

As I watch myself fall under this sin

Watch as the blood drips down my arm

It is better this horrendous way, what is the harm



Broken inside, it feels like I am dying

Too much pain filling my soul, so I am constantly crying

How can love become of this heart

When all it knows is falling apart



Wake up to a sky dark and grey

I hold my heavy heart in my hands, knowing it won't be okay

Yet again I wait all alone

Inside a house that is not a home



Then the rain starts to fall

and all the painful memories start to call

Repeating the old scenes like something seen on stage

The bitterness of love bleeds through another blank page



I start to scream but no one can hear

The pain inside causes another tear

As I deeply draw the blade

and watch the damage that I have made



Silent pain that will not release

But with the blood it will cease

I watch as the crimson tears run down my arm

and I wonder what is the harm