Each slice grows deeper, Each cut losses me more and more
The more they bleed the more i forget
i get lost in the sight and the feeling it gives me
i forget about the days past and the stress they leave me
This makes me feel like its not my life, not my problems
It might only bee for a lil wail but its all i need
Its like i'm watching someone else living a different life
Each dropp releases the stress, releases the pain of this hell
Yes it burns but that’s just a reminder of the feeling i get
it’s a great feeling in fact i like it i like it a lot
i don’t want people to see but then i must be ashamed
i know i must need help but i don’t think any one can help me
its addictive just about as bad as sex
Yes i can see now why people do this its so different then i expect
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
babe you dont need to feel that way u have me there to make u better u come to me with everything what makes u feel this way i hate to not see u smile