The razor, my friend

Don't try and save me

I just want you to see

Alone in this fight

Struggle as I might

Locked up inside

Must always hide

Keep away the pain

My loss and your gain

It's not a game

My secret shame

Bleeding skin

I did it again

Razor in hand

I take my stand

Relief you will bring

With a little sting

Crimson red you will flow

As I watch the puddle grow!