I release all of the pain,
that is bundled up inside of me,
all of it is because of you.
This pain that is built up inside of me,
makes me want to hurt you,
but instead I hurt myself.
My self harms
are my escape.
They help me get through
all of my suffering.
I slide the razor slowly
across my left arm several times.
I love it when the cuts that I have inflicted upon myself
bleed.
I watch the crimson tears
flow down my arm
and unto the floor.
I go to sleep,
hoping to never see the sun rise
gracefully into the sky.
