You feel better cutting your woes away?
I see you hide the scars that you can’t help but give yourself.
Falling in the darkness and not having the strength to pull yourself out.
I can’t help but watch as you fall again and blame yourself for something you didn’t do.
How can you help someone up who pushes themselves down? Slowly wishing for death in the darkness of a bathroom.
Crying out for death to take the pain away you mutter I feel better