The first time isn't deep It's basically just a scratch from the blade It doesn't bleed a lot But just enough To feel the rush The second time isn't much deeper "It hurts to much" But he still feels release "The pain feels good" One last slow cut across his arm *The third time is deeper than before It's bleeding more It's hurting less He loves it more Hates it less The fourth time he passes out He cut deep enough to split the skin "It makes me feel better" He explains "I like it. It puts the hurt on the outside" The fifth time he goes to the hospital It's an addiction Just like other things He can't stop No matter how hard he tries The sixth time there is no pain He hates having a girlfriend Then he will need to explain She will leave him He couldn't handle it The seventh time it's his throat He's home alone Blasting music He has a knife Pressed against his throat Crying Hurting Wanting to be gone One quick swipe It's all over