Chris

Cold Lonely Cutter

Copyright, Chris

I sit in my corner
Nothing more
Than a cold lonely cutter.

Everyone makes life seem so easy
Everyone walks with a smile on their face
I try
But I can’t fake it.

The television is all fake
There’s no real on it
Even on the crap
They call reality t.v.
It’s nothing compared to real life.

Everyone makes life seem so easy
When really it’s not
Everyone makes life seem so easy
But no one knows what it’s like
To be me.
A cold lonely cutter.
Sometimes my blade
Is all I need to
Make me feel better.

Scars for Life

Copyright, Chris

I’ll never forget
the pain inside
I’ll never forget
the urge to hide
I’ll never forget
the worst inside my head
I’ll never forget
wishing to be dead
I’ll never forget
the blood on my arm
I’ll never forget
how good felt that harm
I’ll never forget
the scars for life
inside of me.

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