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