How I've missed that feeling,
The deep burning cuts, the endless bleeding.
I know it's bad, I know I might die,
But it makes me feel better, I rather not cry.
But you came along, you've stopped me from using my blade,
you've made me miss the burning sensation and the seeing of that beautiful red shade.
I am begging you to let me cut, I promise I won't die,
But you won't let me, you say if I do you'll cry.
But I don't want you to cry,
I'd rather die.
You are my happiness, and you know this,
But there are some things within me which you cannot fix.
This is why you should let me cut, let me see that crimson color I've longed to see,
Please just let me bleed.
I wish he'd let me.....But I know he just wants the best for me, so I can't blame him.