A Gift From Satan

The razor sharp blade
sliding across my wrist
there on my arm
is Satan's bloody kiss

as i take the knife
my skin is ripped
i sit and watch
as my blood drips

my pain, again
is slowly eased
but the blade
is just a tease

yes, it help
but its only temporary
it won't help me
keep my sanity

it's a gift from Satan
a mortal sin
he makes it wo
you cannot win

you take out
that bloody knife
and you prepare
to end your life

because you just can't
win a fight Satan
so you just give up
and let him win