Trapped

Cutters Dream

I want to cut,

So much that it hurts,

To feel the blood flow,

Is like being released from the world's blow,

The shining of the blade,

Glittering with my unshed tears,

Cutting and slashing my skin,

To relieve the pressure I feel inside,

The silvery milky scars,

Reminders of all my past,

Glowing against my porcelain skin,

And brighter within the sunshine's rays,

I lay on the ground to get inner peace,

But as always it doesn't work,

My mind and body are not in harmony,

And only bleeding gets them to agree,

As the blood falls to the ground,

Sparkling in all its glistening scarlet glory,

My breath suddenly comes easier,

As if the worlds weight has been taken off my heart,

The blood from shallow cuts come out slowly,

As if they are my tears that are forever hidden away,

Deep cuts are overflowing with agony,

As the blood releases all my emotions and the everyday strain,

My life finally makes sense,

All my pain and heartache,

It was always meant to end like this,

Me covered in scars and blood on my bedroom floor,

My heart stops beating,

As my eyes fall shut,

The world all go silent,

As I die from a cut,

Goodbye my dear cruel world,

I didn't have a good or easy life,

And all I wanted was for it to end,

So now it has and I am finally happy.