A cutters night

Go to sleep and count to ten,
Say your prayers but don't give in,
Make sure your knife is safe and sound,
Don't fall to deep or you'll hit the ground.

Waking up in the middle of the night,
Wanting a rush so everything will be alright,
You try the right arm then the left,
Suddenly and finally you take a breath.

Seeing blood everywhere,
You don't panic you just stare,
You like seeing the blood that came from you,
But that's not even half the night through.

The nightmares come and go,
But you will always be a cutting emo,
No matter how bad the pain gets,
You always have the blade to make everything fit.

You gotta watch and learn as you go,
Try not to get to deep or that's the end of the road,
The pain's released just take it slow,
But as it gains the cycle will grow.