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Cutting
Cutting doesn't make the hurt go away
I lied to myself everyday
Now I've only got scars and stories to tell
About my life and my personal hell
I wipe up the blood and clean out the cut
It became routine and normal but
It didn't satisfy my cravings or the need
To get away, and just for a moment feel free
My arms are red and my eyes full of tears
Mascara bleeds but doesn't hide my fears
Now I feel so empty and out of place
Something that no one can satiate
I used to cut to get away
Too much cutting didn't hide the pain
I'm going to have to start over, do something new
But I don't know how or what to do.
Help me?
Help me know what I want to know..
Help me realize..I'm not dead yet
I need to live
Watch me live
Help me
You know what to do..
Share in this glory..
Tell me a story..
