Bleed

You cut,

you bleed.

And bleed

and bleed more.

It's everywhere.

Bringing out the anger and sadness

running through you.

It's everywhere.

Showing the world how unhappy you are;

in the dark, red liquid pouring from your skin.

You try to stop it,

but the pain has made the cut deeper and deeper.

You try to scream,

but fear has taken your voice.

So you sit and cry.

You cut,

you bleed.

And bleed.

And bleed more

still.