if to bleed is my release then
what has chained me in?
if to cut brings me peace
then what’s beneath the skin?
if my scars are my evidence
then what good is my excuse?
the cat, I fell, there was a fence
or will you accept my self abuse?
if there’s nothing wrong with me
then why I do need pills?
if I’m fine, perfectly healthy,
then why does this pain kill?
if I’m suicidal and try to end my life
does my method really matter?
and if I fail, the consequences; no razors, no pills no knife
please do it in the bathtub dear you know the blood will splatter
Written by Jen