It happens so fast
Just like I can't stop it
The scars left by it are just a memory
At first it was a little bit
Now I see
The blood is a dark color of red
You were right all along
The pain started when I began to bled
Don't run with scissors
My sins are by razor sharp knifes
I've dealt with the devil
Like having more than one life
Skin is white as the moon
Cut into the wrist
Red will start to show soon
Make your final wish
Rushed to the hospital
Veins are split apart
They yell hold on
You say your part
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to me
Goodbye to all
This is my final plea
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem