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Cuts On My Wrist
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Works From a Lifetime Ago I do not know why
I always want to die
But sometimes when I'm pissed
I like to cut my wrist
It makes no sense
But it makes me not so tense
I'm freed of any pain
How? I cannot explain
But it seems to help me out
That is without a doubt
Only, it can be deceiving
Helping me out only for the time being.
and then it causes problems
Taking over like goblins
Destroying my life
And creating greater strife
But I ignore all of this
And continue to slit my wrist
While it may be wrong
The scars are still deep and long
And only time will tell
How much longer
I put myself through this hell.
