Cutting

One thing after another thats just how it feels
The tears I cry and the pain are feel are nothing but real
Tears down my cheek are getting kinda old
"Keep your head up" thats what I been told
But how can I when there is nothing to look forward to
Its hard to be happy when everyday the pain just grew
This life is horrible and making me sick
I just wanna give up and call it quits
I can't take it anymore so I have to make a mark
Slice my wrist because when I think there is light its all dark
I walk into my room and take a seat
Life is a game and I'm just getting beat
I pick up something sharp and place it in my hand
Its the only thing that helps my get on my own 2 feet and stand
I stare at my scared wrist and back at the blade
Close my eyes so the bad drifts away
I put it on my skin and move it real slow
I open my eyes and watch my own blood flow
I do it a couple times more till I'm satisfied
Everyone has turned their backs on my and the blade stayed by my side
My deed is done and finished now I can go to sleep
My wrist is red and puffy because I go a little deep
Close my eyes with tears and lay my head down
Try to make the bad go away as my arm pounds
Falling to sleep with nightmares on mind
Goodnight until I make a cut next time

*didn't turn out how I wanted it to but I would love it if you could comment and vote*