The cool metal blade enters my flesh
Feelings of pleasure race through my body,
The skin on my hand is split in two,
The crimson liquid pools on the floor,
All I can think is "Why am I like this?" "Why am I here?"
Today I will go just a little to deep
End up with a scar clear across my hand
To reminded me that I'm worthless,
Reminded me that I'm nothing,
That the world would be a better place without me wasting space.