Self Dissection

a cut
to ease the pain
a slice
to keep me sane

that razor
is my friend
and it will be there
until the end

watch my blood trickle
feel the adrenaline flow
cover it with a bandana
just so no one will know

im looked down upon for doing this
but i cant help the urge
to feel that razor slice me
and watch my blood emurge

it only hurts for a second
then i feel no pain
for that slice ive just encountered
is what will keep me sane

the cut and relief
will all go away
but that scar
that scar is there to stay

it will bring back memories
remind me what went on
it wil remind me of what ive got
and what is now all gone

i continue this outrage
even thought it hurts others more
they hate the mutilation
but they hate ME even more

now its another slash
another thoughtless slice
i never realize how often
i chance and roll the dice

no one know what i feel inside
no one will ever see
and no one will let me
just simply be...me