Cutting Poem by mad burk

i never realised what was happening
i never saw the tell tale signs
the thoughts of death welled up inside me
as the blood came pouring down

i lay there in the pool of red
watching it flow freely as a river out of my leg
i never wanted to kill my self
i just wanted the relief it gave
as the pulsing red poured out again

the blade was cool and as sharp as ever
as it sliced me open once again
the adrenaline filled me once more
as the blood went pouring on the floor

they all thought they could help but no one can help me not now not ever becuase once you cross the blood line theres no going back.