Blade Cries
Blood drains from me
Like clouds drop rain
Although thought to increase
It really soothes the pain
You ask me over and over
How it could possibly help me
Since to you it�s never happened
You will never see
Or feel, or contemplate
The feeling I get
Putting the blade to my flesh
While making a bet
Will I live?
Or will I die?
I never know
But I still try
I�ll paint a picture
For you to in-vision
Step by step
You�ll soon see the incision
As I increase pressure
Onto the blade
Blood now soothes
The pain now fades
The pain of life that is
That�s what it�s about
Getting feeling back
When your mind is out
Your life turns numb
So you try
To see if you can feel
Another reason to cry
But as you do it
You realize the possibility
Of dying that night
And finally bring free
But that�s ok
Because you�re already dead
Your dreams are gone
Now there�s nightmares instead
So do you see now
Why I love this blade
It only helps me clean
Up the mess I made
So know when a tear falls from me
It�s not from the sting
It�s because I�m finally able
To feel something
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