One Cut, Two Cut, Three Cut,Four...I Just Don't Feel The Pain Anymore

One cut
Two cut
Three cut
Four
I just don't feel the pain anymore

Five cut
Six cut
Seven cut
Eight
I no longer think about stopping , I no longer hesitate

I lost all sense of reality
Oh a long time ago
When I still had an idea of actuality
When words wouldn't hit me hard
And I'd just let them blow

But that soon became hard
For they pressed and they hit
My feelings just couldn't hold up anymore
And they broke piece by piece
Bit by bit

Yeah I have scars on my hands
And cuts on my arms
People don't understand
And at times get alarmed

They think suicide will soon be my answer
That it will come
But truthfully I have no interest in it
I don't want my life to be over and done

I just want to feel something
I just want to gain
Even if my only solution
Is through these cuts and everlasting blood stains

Poem by poppopsgirl

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