Cutting Away my Problems

Lying on the bathroom tiles
Tiles cold hard white
White tiles stained with red
Red blood that is mine
Mine, my pain spilled out
Out of touch with my inner self
Self-harm is my way of escape
Escape I can't im trapped
Trapped in this cycle
Cycle of Pain cycle of tears
Tears that I cry night after night
Night the time of my guilty pleasure
Pleasure of finding myself through cutting
Cutting is my life it's a part of me
Me, im a failure
Failure is me I am lost
Lost and afraid
Afraid that this is it
It has consumed me