Cuts.

I cut myself again today
Again and again and again
Let all of my demons escape
Into the void that is my world

As I find that I cannot cope
I take that silver blade in hand
Begin to draw, ceasing to care
These rivers of red, how they grow

In the mirror I see them run
I don't like what I've done again
I say this time is the last time
But it never is, or will be

I'm running out of space to work
Work being opening up myself
The pain inside subsides away
Letting me move on from that time

And so I give myself these stripes
They are to show from where I came
Yes, each one has it's tale to tell
Where you can read my life's story

It's time to start living the lie
The one I have built for myself
If I tell it myself enough
I might just start to believe it

But I know I will fail again
And have to reinvent the lie
The lie to cover up my life
That lie which my life has become

-Dickie 3.7.06