Deepe, deep, red


It doesn't look real

But the way it makes me feel

I want to do it again

So much that now I depend

Depend on this feeling

The blood on my skin

Now, this emotional war

I know I cant win

is this really what I wanted ?

It was just for relief

But now that its happening

I have a new belief

That I need this

These cuts on my arm

Taking my sanity and ripping it at the seem

But when I see the blood

I remember

This isn't a dream