I can't control my anger
I can't control my pain
To rid it from my body
I release it from my vein
I grab my kit for cutting
I open up the case
I choose a sharp utensil
And I find an open space
My body starts to tingle
As I force the blade inside
My skin splits like an apple
As the blade begins to glide
The cutting has begun
I feel tension in the air
I go numb from head to toe
As I cut through my despair
I slice into my anger
It alleviates the pain
My bloods drip from my body
Causing lightness in my brain
I begin another track
But my mind begins to fade
My eyes have no more vison
From the second cut I made
I lost function in my fingers
I can't hold a steady grip
The razor cuts too far
As my hand begins to slip
I try to scream for help
But there's no one else around
My legs begin to buckle
As my body hits the ground
Now, I don't have any anger
And I don't feel any pain
It vanished with my life
As I released it from my vein.