I hurt myself to make sure I feel,
I made it hurt, to make it feel real.
The pain was small but enough to see,
That a greater pain is killing me.
The blood that I bleed is warm and red.
Dripping unconsciously onto the bed.
The bed of tears, if only you could see,
The blood and tears are drowning me.
Alone, do I huddle, cold in the hell
The hell that I�ve built, an unchanging cell.
Crushed to the wall with red burning chains.
To make sure I feel, that I still feel pain.
I hurt myself to make sure I feel.
I know now the pain is unbearably real.
The pain is now screaming from inside of me.
The screaming I feel is the pain killing me.
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