Cut The Soul

by Chris   Aug 25, 2012

People only see what's on the surface
They rarely see the soul inside
But how can they see mine
When I've cut it to ribbons

Just because I have no marks
Defiling the skin of my body
Doesn't mean I don't cut myself
It doesn't mean that I'm fine

Because the truth is
I cut my soul instead
Over and over again and again
At least a wound a day

I know what I do is wrong
I know it's killing me completely
Burying me in the scars
And it will lead to my end

But if it makes them smile
I'll keep this secret of mine
Keep this facade up just a little more
Pretending my world hasn't ended


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