Your cut slices my mind
On fire and sharp
Eyes wet I don't understand
Suicide thoughts? Why can't you
Be strong; come into my arms
Will show you another way
I see it again, and again, my mind
Cutting me with your image, your skin
Punctured. Why are you hurt?
Don't despair because I am here always be here;
I can't understand but I can't ignore anymore.
I hope my cut
Slices my belly
Releases my eyes wide I feel
Again I control
I live and feel
Alive with my blade not
crying just feeling another way
I worry about how you see me
Insane woman with cats
Scratches, bites, and lies. Trying to cope
I feel stress again and again, My mind
Rushes with your image, your
Understanding. Your hope, my hope
