It seems self harm became my new coping mechanism
When the pain that is delivered to my wrists
As the blade slowly slides down on it
I feel like I forget all the pain and sorrows I have

The stress from all these problems I deal with
Have a common solution withing all of them
Love? Bleed, Stressed? bleed, Crippling darkness
that surrounds my world
Just bleed

It is not a normal way of coping
But the pain surely makes me forget
About all these things that just seems
To be bothering me for a while

So please excuse me
While I deal with more problems
In the best way I can
With a sharp blade on the skin of my body