I can feel the blade cut deep,
I can feel the skin part,
I can feel the blood rushing out,
I can feel all my pain running away,
All pain and agony washing,
Washing away with all my blood,
I watch it drip down my arm,
Watch it splash to the floor,
I know feel whole,
All the pain is gone,
But it will all return,
And when it does,
I shall cut again.