The sting

Feeling the pain, stinging so deep
Pushing the razorblade, as I weep

I lie stranded on the floor
Feet pushed, against the door

Watching the mark appear so fast
My mind, racing back to the past

Blood dripping down my arm
Now I start to see my harm

Left with a mark so deep and red
Then I slip silently back into bed

Feeling the sting, the pain so immense
Making my body feel so tense

Living by the knife, only way I know
I’m gonna move on, and try let go