The Pain

I watch the pain seep out my arm,
The tears and memories flow.
Despite how it looks,
It causes no harm,
It relieves my pain,
For a second I watch it all go.

I am sick of doing this to myself,
This is where I always turn.
I hear a voice tell me its okay,
Everytime I turn to the blade.

I now feel so numb,
the blood starts to flow,
There’s a minute of happiness,
but the scars are the only thing left to show.

I watch the pain seep out my arm,
The tears and memories flow.
Despite how it looks,
It causes no harm,
It relieves my pain,
For a second I watch it all go.