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This poem goes out to those who are hurting. |
| Sliding through my skin A red trail left behind A stinging from sensation A peace I'll never find Stunning all my nerves The blade will calm my fears Shedding drops of blood Instead of wasting tears A room as dark as night I cannot think at all Focusing on things That only make me fall Pain it stains my mind It stabs hard at my heart Wish it'd go away It's tearing me apart Letting out a scream Hope it will go away But the torture stays Wish I could runaway So desperate to escape But pulling back is doubt Trying to find a way A way I can get out Hearing only silence A droplet hits the floor Escaping all the pain This moment I adore Still I feel so lost So trapped inside this pain Is it gone for good Or will it come again? Some people cut themselves in search of a way out but i am here to tell you there's no reason left to doubt the pain you think you need to feel is not one you deserve cause when you're looking close enough you'll see who we all serve a God who made it easier a God who made a way why would you cut yourself if Jesus took the pain? |