Cut Me.
Cut me…
To let me know that I can still feel.
Cut me…
To show me that I still bleed.
Cut me…
To prove to me that I still live.
Cut me…
To tell me you love me.
Cut me…
With razor quickness to stop my heart.
Cut me…
Release the blood within my veins.
Cut me…
To distract my wayward thoughts.
Cut me…
To focus on the physical pain.
Cut me…
A soul not worth keeping.
Cut me…
A body slowly dying.
Cut me…
My heart born shattered.
Cut me…
To tell me you love me.
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