This Is What Knives Were Made For
The knife slices through skin
Causing pain as I grin
Whispers enter my head
“It’s your fault again”
“Who will love you” they say
“No One!” They scream everyday
“You’ll be alone forever”
As I cut again, except deeper
The voices get louder
They repeat every hour
How ridiculous I am
For trusting someone again
I should’ve know from the start
No one cares about my heart
I need to see the blood from my wrist
To know that I still exist
Don’t look at me when I cry
There’s a dark past behind these eyes
Pain and suffering emit from my cuts
As long as I know what’s wrong…
I’m fine…
Causing pain as I grin
Whispers enter my head
“It’s your fault again”
“Who will love you” they say
“No One!” They scream everyday
“You’ll be alone forever”
As I cut again, except deeper
The voices get louder
They repeat every hour
How ridiculous I am
For trusting someone again
I should’ve know from the start
No one cares about my heart
I need to see the blood from my wrist
To know that I still exist
Don’t look at me when I cry
There’s a dark past behind these eyes
Pain and suffering emit from my cuts
As long as I know what’s wrong…
I’m fine…