• Knife in hand.
    Breathing slow.
    Pull the knife.
    Watch the show.
    Warm and thick.
    It makes you sick.
    Across the other.
    Now watch them bleed.
    Swirling,twilirling,
    Down your hand.
    Free from your body.
    Free from your hand.
    Sweet and tender.
    You beg the mender.
    Across your neck.
    Now you're dead.


    Cuts that heal and cuts that won't.
    Cuts deep and cuts shallow.

    Cuts are cuts no matter how.
    Cuts are scars from your traumas.
    Cuts are how you keep track of things.
    Cuts bleed and cuts seep.
    Cuts drowned in blood.
    Cuts drowned in tears.


    Never again will you breathe.
    Those cuts were too deep.