I sit here in the dark,

Knowing what I just did,

But not knowing why.

Is it to get rid of my pain?

Is it to make me feel better?

Is it to erase the words you said?

Why do I do this?

Can you hear me?

Do I matter?

Are you the reason for my scars?

Is it true that its my fault?

Am I really a mistake?

Tears fall, skin opens,

Blood flows, heart breaks,

Mind goes blank, everything disappears…

When I cut myself,

When I look at the blood,

When I see the scars,

When the tears mix with the blood.

I get up as time passes.

I pull down my sleeves.

I hide my scars from you.

Another day passes.

Another day I am hurt.

Another day I am cut.

Another day of scars.