The cuts number up.

1,2,3 cuts on my arms
You promised that you would keep me from harm…

4,5,6 more
my sin-filled blood drips to floor.

7,8,9
You fed me all those sorry lines.

10,11,12
You call this life; I call this hell

13,14,15
You ripped up the pages of this storybook ending.

16,17,18
My heart was fragile, and up for taking

19,20,21
You took away my light; and blackened my sun

22,23,24
This is what the painkillers are for.

25,26,27
Please god forgive me; send me to heaven

28,29, and 30
Your words replay, sharp and wordy.

31,32,33
When will my breath escape from me?

34, and 35
How’s it feel to watch the life leave my eyes?

36, 37, and 38
The cuts number up, and I accept my fate.

©HaleyxHardcore