Cut

cut
my feelings
my thoughts
my life
it is a chaos
the chaos begins in my head
and ends with pain on my body
Now comes the tears
they fall to the ground
I grab the knife and start cutting
a scratch, scratch two three four five, STOP!
Blood, blood everywhere
It is on the ground until I'm in a puddle
I throw the knife away from the window, you
Hear the outside swear
I cry tears grief and hatred
And feel guilty for each scratch
I was again coward
And so does every day