Crimson Red
I have a blade here in my hand,
It's close to my skin, still deciding whether to do it or not.
I do and see blood rushing out.
It's so painful on the outside,
But I'm relieved because I don't have to feel the pain inside.
I cut and cut,
See more slashes,
And see the color crimson red,
Wasn't thinking what was going on inside my head.
I cried and shed so man tears,
Leaving me with nothing else to fear.
I wanted to end it all right now,
But a person came to my mind somehow.
It was him, the one and only boy I love.
So I thought I can't do this,
Because it wouldn't be fair to him.
And if I did what would he think of?
So I slowly put the blade away,
Washing my tears and blood,
Thinking of this person I have.
Feeling the pain go away,
Left me speechless, with nothing to say.