CUTS AND BUTTERFLIES
I'm all alone in this cold cruel world
No one to save me now
I'm far too gone
Butterflies falling from the sky
All around me
Dropping to the ground
Sitting in this dark cold field
Blood flowing down my body
Tears streaming down my face
No one to save me now
Just cuts and butterflies
My scarred wrists are covered by the blood
The new cuts over the old
Butterflies falling all around me where I lie
Watching as they all die
Butterflies falling from the sky
All around me
Dropping to the ground
Sitting in this dark cold field
Blood flowing down my body
Tears streaming down my face
No one to save me now
Just cuts and butterflies
This dark cold place is my life
No purpose for it at all
No one there to love me
Help me
Or catch me when I fall
Butterflies falling from the sky
All around me
Dropping to the ground
Sitting in this dark cold field
Blood flowing down my body
Tears streaming down my face
No one to save me now
Just cuts and butterflies
Butterflies dropping to the ground
One by one they fall
Their once beautiful colorful wings
Are now tattered and gray
Stained with blood
But to the cuts I'm bound
Butterflies falling from the sky
All around me
Dropping to the ground
Sitting in this dark cold field
Blood flowing down my body
Tears streaming down my face
No one to save me now
Just cuts and butterflies
My scarred wrists are covered by the blood
The new cuts over the old
Butterflies falling all around me where I lie
Watching as they all die
Butterflies dropping to the ground
One by one they fall
Their once beautiful colorful wings
Are now tattered and gray
Stained with blood
But to the cuts I'm bound
Oh oh
But to the cuts I'm bound
Oh oh
Just cuts and butterflies
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Written by me
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Self Harm Is A Silent Addiction
PoetryThis is a book filled with poems, short stories, songs, and writings about the silent addiction that is self harm. Some are written by me, some are some I found on the Internet, and others are some that people sent.
