why she cuts

People say

"Why would anyone do that?"

"what could be that bad?"

"Who would be that stupid?"

"No one could be THAT sad!!"



But there is just so much that they don't understand

To cut is not always to kill

Just a way to release the pain that resides within.



To cut is not some twisted thrill,

Not some twisted way to pass time

So i'll explain it all to you

by allowing you the enterance

Into A Cutter's Mind.



....Losing control..

..The pain

The anger..

Trying to control it

about to let loose..



It's coming, she can feel it

The edge, it touches skin

Why? she want to know..

Why she can never win.



She doesn't think about the pain

or how the slightest slip of the hand

could put an end to her life.



She doesn't think about the future

or any of the good times

nor does she think about

the scars that shall be left behind...



The marks have been made

each one represents her pain.



So she cries herself to sleep

broken-hearted upon her bed

she'll wake up in the morning

to find the marks blood red



She'll wear long sleeves

to hide her cuts

from family and friends

Because she tells herself

inside her head

She'll never let herself loose control again..



The only thing that she doesn't know..

Is that cutting is her drug,

and she has a bad addiction.