I've cut again, there's no stopping me. The pain burns, but I need
to let it be.

I look at the blood, and I have to decide. Should I stop and get help, or
keep on living with this lie?

I did it again, and I cant stop, and this pain worsens with every drop.
I want to stop, I really do, but that message just isnt getting through.

Oops, there I go again, this cutting is like a repeated sin. I know its no
use, but I cant help it. It feels so good, and I cant live without it.

This sin is my escape, my only way out, to be cut off from everyone and
everything I'm about.

I cut once more as tears streak down my face, and for now, all my fears,
pain, and sorrow is finally erased.

I put a small smile on, knowing my pain didnt win, but I put it back in my
safe place, not knowing when I'll need it again.
 
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