Courtni

Stabs, Slices and Cuts

Copyright, Courtni

stabs, slices and cuts
are these all I have to show for my life?
just one more bad day
just one more cut with a knife
I hide my scars from every one
under long sleeve shirts and jeans
i fell they just wouldnt understand
thats why I keep them unseen
the pretty silver object
that is my only friend
it helps me when times are tough
and its slices has no end
knives and razors help me out
one slice here, one slice there
the blood drips all over
but no one seems to care
i’m different from other people
they live happy and joyful lives
but i’m trapped in my own little world
its just me, my razors, and knives

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