Bloodstains to hide

Steadily thick tears drip
Not from my eyes, but from my wrist.
The mirror shows my face grotesque
I lay frozen statuesque.

The mirror cuts again, I am compliant.
My eyes stay dry and defiant.
The cut is deep, and my heart sinks deeper,
The room is spinning and the walls grow steeper.

How could someone choose this hell?
The burning pain I know so well.
He sets the razor on the shelf.
I didn’t chose this for myself.

Hear come these thick tears again,
Leaking from my tainted skin.
I dream of laying in your arms,
I remember why i broke your heart.

This secret that i couldn't tell,
Keeps you from knowing how i feel.
This story of scars and secret blood,
Is the story of my childhood.

You asked for answers I couldn't say
Thats why I forced you far away.
You said i hurt myself, you even asked me how.
You were so far off, that is till now.

It feels like somethings wrong inside,
But I did it to myself this time.