• Cut in Misery

    I took the razor, I felt my stomach tingle.

    As I assembled it with my skin,

    I felt my body heat up.

    As it went through my skin,

    The blood rushed down my skin

    and I knew It was his fault.

    He made me feel this way.

    He broke me into million's of pieces.

    The blood didnt stop tumbling down.

    I knew this would've never happened

    If I would've never made that desicion

    that gave him the oppurtunity to break me.

    Was it my fault?

    Did I know it would happen again,

    but was too blind to see

    past of all the pain he was causing me?

    I dont know......

    So who would?