The tears feel like burning,
My pain tastes like salt.
Emotions battle inside my head,
The pain always wins.

A world of love once lost,
My heart is now empty and sterile.
To open it too dangerous,
The pain always wins.

The beatings leave scars,
My back is raw and bleeding.
I am used and useless,
The pain always wins.

And so I sit alon and lonely,
The blade is sharp and glinting.
It digs deep, satisfying my cravings,
Once again the pain has won.