Cuts
Every cut heals the pain
As the blood seeps from her vein
Just one cut more
Blood drips to the floor
Pools of blood, a red so bright
Creates a horrifying sight
She puts down the razor, says goodnight
For she has lost this fight
No one sees, no one knows
The cuts hidden under clothes
The pain comes back every day
She tells everyone she's okay
The desire to cut will not dissipate
Soon it will be to late
Tonight her soul is free
From all this pain and misery.
Now save in God's arms
She no longer needs to self harm
No more pain, no more misery
Safe and sound in sanctuary
Written on 05/21
