Razors Slice
            Wrists Bleed
         Red Runs Down the Drain.
        All of this
           to get my mind
         to stray away from pain.
        My torment gone
          The blade stained red
          my life slowly dripping
      My grip on life has suddenly started slipping
           My sanity gone
             my life fading fast
           my sins come to haunt me
             from my past.
          Memories come back as black as can be
            And all the while
            I'm asking "Why Me?"
             The scars left behind can never heal
           Yet they remind me,
              of how I came to deal.