My bleeding

Single razor blade slightly rusted still the same...
My friend we argue so constantly
I open the box there you sit smiling at me...

The rush the push exoticly overwhelming
The touch of this beautiful thing to my skin
It pulls me in so deep I cannot breath

I dont want to pull away...
Slightest trickle of silky blood slips down my wrist
As I watch I become content
So small so quick

My scared up arms and carved up legs
My memorys remind me of this pain
So bittersweet and looked done apone
Im never going to be good enough
to make them happy...

Crying alone at night only a few months ago
I sat in my car and found my friend again...
I smiled and placed my beautiful blade
The scar of a cross is all that remains

I tear myself open and rip myself apart
I fucked up again that was just the start
I fear ill do it agian someday
Even though I said I wouldnt...sometimes I need to pay

I tell them sorry for the inconvinience
I only ment for one
The other 13 on my wrist were only just for fun
Im sorry...im so sorry...forgive me...please+