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I cut to show how much I care

I cut and cut and start to tear

the this flesh apart the skin from bone

I cut to feel I'm not alone

I cut these arms to feel the pain

I cut the flesh and start a rain

a rain of blood that is so red

I bleed all over, not to end up dead

but to show the pain I endure for you

I carve my own its my tattoo

I show the world my mask and hide

I show the world nothing from inside

I cut my skin to make it bleed

I cut the flesh to ease the need

to show myself that I still feel

to show myself that this world is real

to show that I am still a man

and not a shallow empty can

I feel so numb now without you near

I can feel your kiss and still I hear

your caring voice now gone away

I wish I could restart this day

and kill myself before you left

I feel so lost and robbed, bereft,

bereft of love and feelings too

bereft of emotions and love that's true

I cant believe you've done this deed

I just cant stop this fear this need

the need to see this body bleed