Dark red
Trickles
Trickles down his arm
A special little secret
Known as self harm
Fiery red
Anger Builds up deep inside
He's got to let these feelings out
But to who can he confide
Dark silver
Blade Is the one that he trusts
The one that he turns to
When life becomes too much
Long white
Sleeves
To cover his pain
Hide his relief
Hide the cuts again