With Crimson Tears, I Have No Fears

I have just cried my first crimson tears
My life has succumbed to what I feared.
Black mascara tears were not good enough
They did not hurt enough
Because I keep on playing tough
But I give up when life gets too rough
I find ways to release my pain
Which consequently have no gains.
Drugs are fun, I do not remember entire nights
Because I am so effed up I cannot remember why I fight.
But now I cannot stop shaking
And my loved one's hearts are breaking
Watching me throw my life away.
Now cutting. Who ever thought I would?
I actually did not think I could
The thought of physical pain was just too much
But I have found the pain is an adrenaline rush
And it takes my mind off my life
Leaving me with a bloody knife.
My new pain has made one thing clear,
With crimson tears I have no fears.