Red and Blue

Red is from the blood i shed
Blue is my face
clear is for your tears that fall

These cuts tell a story
these cuts are my life's long journey

Ever since i was 10 or so
when i learned the art of blood
I've carried on all though these years
My 1st cut, i was so scared
nervous but determined

My heart always trembled
of fear of what others might say
but now i say "f**k that
I'll do what i please"

You tried to help me
through troubles and pain
you tried to stop me from cutting
but for me..there was no way out

Each day cutting more and deeper
as i can feel the pain be relieved

You told me i has a beautiful face
but now it's pale blue
You told me i had a cute body
but now it's trashed
with blood, scars, and cuts

Your standing there crying
watching me die slowly
and saying you'll be with me
again..shortly