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CUTTING
as the blade goes across my wrists i cry
all the pain flows thru me and into the cut
i see it as it runs red down my arm
a sting comes to follow
i feel alive
i cry harder
this is what i've become
consumed with so much pain and hurt
every breath since birth has been it
why do i cut
i don't do it to die
i do it cause i feel alive again
i have control over something for once
its my way of getting rid of the pain
and i enjoy it
i cry harder
i enjoy it
why why why
what has happened to me
i stop for my own health
but will it every stop
how much will i have to go thru
what happens if it all gets worse
what will i do then.......
