Release
Release
I want to cut myself open and watch the blood tears fall
To free my insides, my skin and flesh I must mual
Rip it open to reveal flesh, bone, and vein
Releasing slowly the built-up pressure of pain
It's the way I cry and release my tears
It lets out my pain, shame, and fears
I'm tired of being locked in this silent hell
My blood-letting is a silent-yell
The blood runs down my arms and drops to the floor
Another cut, another slash, I need more
I don't mind if they scar
It reminds me that I made it this far
In my pocket a razor I shall hold
Because the heat of my blood warms me when I am alone and cold
Sometimes I feel so dead inside
I need to see my blood to prove that I am alive
Other times al the emotions just come at the same time
I cut myself to remind me that everything will be fine
Deeper, deeper, and deeper I must go
How deep is deep enoug, I don't know
I want to take my rage and hate out on this body and make it cry
I don't care if in the process that means I die