I cut myself too see my blood
I cut myself cause i feel like a flood
am mad when i cut
am sad when i start
I see my blood running down my skin like tears
like wounds that would never disappear
I see my life like a fire raging with anger and hate
the more i cut the deeper my skin infiltrates
I want to die
i want to cry
i want all my beings to suffer
so i cut deeper
waiting for my life to quiver
janice etienne
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-blood-of-my-tears/
