Growing cuts...

It started out as a small cut on my wrist:
just wanted to give my veins a silver kiss.

it grew to one or two a day:
i just was trying to find a new way.

it advanced to blades pressed into my veins:
it was soothing compared to my other self-pain.

it ended with scars and blood and shame!
now..it comes to me and my grave.
all b/c i was dumb enough to believe,
the knife could help me be saved!!