marks on my skin turning my soul into sin
marks on my skin. turning my soul into sin. turning my arms into red getting close to what i call death. full of hurt full of pain. hope i don't wake up again.
bleeding on the bed
as my arms they turn to red
saying that its what i deserve
no need to hurt a nerve
just cut to relieve the pain
tomorrow ill start again
never need to scream and shout
got my razor to help me out
just leave me alone
and dont you shout
for this is what i do
to try get through
these deep and dark days
but i have no other ways
so ill just move on through the days
with my razor by my side
all those scars i have to hide
feeling down and so depressed
and knowing im worth so much less
(2014)
