One cut
Two cut
That's never enough
Three cut
Four cut
That's more like it
But maybe a few more
Would help

Cold, salty droplets
Mixing with the metallic red river
Flowing down my arms

It only stings for bit
Calming me
Easing me
Even just for a bit

But it's never enough
I have to go deep
I have to make another river flow
I crave the pain
I crave the numbness after
I crave the feeling of the river running
down my arms