No, i dont want to die this is simply my way to survive-by me

I take the blade to my skin and once again ive given in-by me

Mommy would that finnally make you proud to rid you of myself?!-by me

I come in many forms, red, blue, and clear, i am your tear-by me

Am i brocken or horribly restored-not by me

I take the blade to my arm and find the relief only found in self-harm-by me

Im on my knees my arms are bleeding and im screaming, lord save me from myself-by me

Daddy i hate that your blood runs through my veins so ill cut and let it all drip away-by me

I try to forget you but everytime i take a breath your the one im thinking of.
my long lost brother
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Smile, b/c it's a lot easier than explaining why your sad- not by me