Scratches

Darling, what's that on your arm?
Just a scratch mom, see, no harm.

The rain pours down
As blood drips to the ground.
The skies tears fall and morph into mine.
The scratches aren't as they seem.
I can't deny from myself.
They're there on purpose.
A result of my actions.
But it felt so good,
And I let the blood fall.

Alone in my room, I'm so afriad.
The fea consumes me and takes control.
To all except me, just another scratch.

Darling, what are these scratches from?

What a lovely thought,
To watch the crimson tides.
Now even the greatest smile can't hide the pain.
"What have you done," they all scream.
They torment me and I cut again.

Alone in my room, I'm so afraid.
The fear consumes me and takes control.
Now they all know, it's not just a scratch.

Another salty tear
Falls from the Heavens.
This time I can't say it's a scratch.
This time I have to explain.
I try to tell them how it happens.

Alone in my room, I'm so afraid.
The fear consumes me and takes control.
But this time I ask for help, and I'm freed from my Hell.