What He Said

“You are wasting your life” Fuck you What he said Can’t be true He made me mad After a very long drought My eyes well up He’ll pay for that shout You are wasting your fucking precious life Well that is rich What about his fucking drinking I could kill that son of a bitch But I didn’t say that I just left the room I closed my door I fell into my gloom Are you okay She tried to intervene Are you on drugs Is all I heard over my scream She had never seen me that bad I had never felt like that before Just one sentence is all it took To hurt me, make me sore Was I kidding myself When I hacked at my skin I took up that blade And committed my sin The heat that I felt Escaped from the cut I can't feel it anymore I'm lifted out of my rut I just self inflicted That is defiantly new for me It feels good at the moment But just wait and see I keep doing it now When I see red I stand at the mirror And carefully shred Will this become a habit My worst of all This is the one That could make me fall This is what I have resorted to Take my blood by the cup I can’t believe this is me I am now so fucked up