A few days in now
Never will my skin look the same
I'll always be reminded of this pain
I thought I could be strong
But every day I grow weaker
Give in to the urge and grab the blade
Run it across, not feeling any shame
Crying, smiling, laughing, glaring
It's more than just ****** up
I've truly lost myself
I've no idea what I'm doing
The only thing I'm sure of
Is how worthless I feel
And how ugly I look
My wish to disappear
Conflicts with my wish to stay
I tell myself through the flow of years
"I don't want to die,
I just want to be happy for once"
I wonder if this will ever stop
Or if I'm slowly destroying myself
One cut after the other