Cuts,
A blade so sharp,
Against such a beautiful wrist,
Such a strong thigh,
Harming a most gorgeous being,
My love watching you fade is destroying me,
We fade from vibrant orange,
To light grey wishing we could call it black,
We want to own our destroyed bodies, damaged souls,
Ruined hearts,
We want it to just be part of us,
But darling the fade is all you are now,
Our parents forget that we have problems of our own,
And we grow to appreciate that,
We hate ourselves,
For some reason you would rather die then be killed,
But baby you're dying anyhow,
So if I were you I'd put that away,
They can't love you until you love yourself.
