How I Deal

The mind only sees what you want it to see.
So it becomes very easy to overlook me.
Their own lives so busy, they won’t see a thing,
Its only me who feels the deadly string!
My life’s so confusing, messed up and wrong.
But I've learnt how to deal – it didn't take long
A cut on my arm or even my leg,
To Take the pain away. I ask. I Beg.
It works so well and makes me feel nice,
But inside my core is as cold as ice.
With no one that knows, to come and save me,
Only my knife and my razor. My one victory.
I know for sure this must be the end.
For My Hearts Given Up – Doesn’t want to mend.
And here I am, my mind dark with craze.
This is how ill live out the rest of my days.