I'm crazy. So sue me. Review.

Clean

Stains of desolate and dew,

Marks that never go away

All in all I hate myself

For doing this each day

The blade flickers with light

The blood runs like tears

All in all I scare myself

For letting in these fears.

The marks are there

For everyone to see

All in all I wish I had not,

I wish that I could flee.

The world is at an end

I wish I had not seen

That all in all I am just me

And I wish that blade were clean.