The Same

One cut, two cuts
and then three

I can't stop
and I don't know how to be set free

Every day is a struggle
just to not give up

The only thing that keeps me sane
are these little cuts

But there is never any gain
all i feel is this same, old pain
is it really worth it?

every day going into the pit of hell
and there's no one I can ever tell

And I'll try to stop
Wipe away every single drop

I'll throw the blades away
But then they beg me to come back to play