hurt by wired memories

She's crying with a sharp razor blade in her hand

this might be the 30th times she's done it

as she pressed the blade against her tore up arm

tears streaming down her face

she does not feel the pain anymore 

she became so used to it 

it is now a habbit 

nobody can see it she hides it pretty well 

she feel as if it is the only way for her to take her mind off of it

for her to feel in control

the only way she can punish herself for your mishaps 

she watched as the blood dripped down on the floor.

she burst into tears, only if someone saw that she needed help

but her cries are not loud enough for anyone to hear