I cut myself to see how much I bleed.
To feel the pain to see the blood.
Calms my nerves puts me at ease
The pain of it all.
Blood and Tears are my life it's all I know.
From one pain straight into another.
Will my life always be like this??
Is the question i am always asking myself.
I know I am well loved,
but will i be missed?
I know that several would miss me,
but i dont think anyone else would.
