As I cut I feel the tears coming on

The tears of blood,

The blood represents hurt and pain

But it can also represent, that I have found my peace

The razor goes for the vain, digging it deep down I feel free

Free of that pain and hurt that's no longer apart of me

I am torn

The razor stabs at me like a thorn

Poking my heart till I bleed

I am in deed gone...

He looked at me, it felt like ice

It was cold and I froze

I take a second to take a look

He was gorgeous

Never seen a man like him, beautiful brown eyes and a handsome smile that lasted a mile

Just a stunning young man

That made me smile

It was three hours of torture in anticipation for what was gonna happen next

I was excited but nervous because of my choice to wear shorts leaves  

  I was doing okay until someone said something

I frozen in time

What do I do, what do I say

I chose to say nothing which made him more suspicious  

All I could think was I'm sorry

Like I'm so sorry for what happened to me.

Every time we talk we fight.

It's just fire rolling off your tongue,

Spitting out every hurtful word in the book.

I sit there and cry knowing I'm worthless to you :(