bound so tightly that blood seeps through
my candy coated band-aids
nobody notices the little red marks
another fashion statement
something picked up somewhere
without the cover
ill bleed myself dry
my wrists are slashed
with the knive i hid so well
i couldnt feel a thing
watching the blood carelessly flow
covering my blood in red warmth
brusies show
the banging
the cutting
the blood
will this life ever end
this unreality of stupidity
covering pain with pain
this life i use as fame
to get my way around
but it is my suicide