Just A Little Cut

I don't think I even scab
I feel as if blood just constantly pours out freely
As if it will never stop
Bleeding the soul right out of me

Draining my willpower
Do you know the strength it takes to move
Mind over nothing
There's no part of me you can soothe

Random crumbles occur
They don't even seem to have a trigger
Eventually this heart will die
But I feel like it's just getting bigger

I guess soon it will explode
And finally leave me laying there gasping
I wonder if she believes
That my last thoughts ever, her love, I'll be grasping