Mistake

I cut myself to deep tonight,
and my pain has just begin,
my wrist has a tingle,
this pain i bleed within.

the many scars and bruises,
that are left scattered on my wrist,
and when i try to smile,
i smile with a twist.

the memories and blood,
deep down in my body,
left me in pain,
cause i had nobody.

so now when i lay on the ground,
with my heart to break,
don't tell me its all my fault,
I'm not the one who made the mistake.

theres a sense's of emotion,
one that i never felt before,
maybe I'm happy,
because the pain is no more.

Pain is now just a figment,
a thought of my mind,
i left everything in my past,
i left it all behind.

but tonight as i bleed,
just remember this,
you're the one who caused the scars,
to be where they are, to be on my wrist.