Cut

One cut to stop the pain

Two cuts so I don't go insane

Three cuts to feel the anger-
Gushing from my veins

Four cuts for the lies he told

Five because I believed him

Six so I stay in control
And keep in my ragging soul

Seven cuz the blood is pretty
The metallic taste in my mouth

Eight cuz its to late,
And i know I'll never get out

Nine so I can feel the sting
Because it's all my fault-
Everything

Ten is the deepest, too deep to heal,
To mend

Eleven so I know it's real-
So I know it's really the end.