Self Harm?

Into your leg you etch his name
To pre-determine all the pain
Every cut upon your arm
prepares you for all the harm
The picture hanging on the wall
Gives you something to tear down
Find a few new break up songs
To which you can one day sing along
You thrive on each hurtful word
Things are becoming more absurd
You're just after the abuse
To be your sick, sadistic muse.