Cut...

Cut once…

Feel the pain as it comes out.

Cut twice…

Get the teary eyes

Cut thrice…

Ull know ur really ready to cry

Cut forth…

U get hypnotized by the blood flowing…

Everytime u get another sad memory, something else that makes u wanna cut some more, drops and drops of blood coming down ur arms, u keep staring while u cry, it itches but u don’t care…u wanna do it, again again again.