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Another cut.

Submitted:Apr 1, 2013    Reads: 9    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I've been denying,

And lying to myself,

I've been crying,

And hitting myself,

One cut,

One bruise,

One more chance,

I seem to lose.

Love, life,

Should end it all,

Just with a knife,

A hit, a cut, a hit, hit, cut.

A stab, a punch,

Another wound.

In the arm, in the leg.

Seems like the regular.

I hate what I am,

I hate all of me,

I want to be remembered,

I want to see..

I'm afraid, I'm scared..

I wish people cared.

One person does,

One person shares,

Everything I feel,

Everything seems real..


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