The pain cuts my soul,
Your nails sink through my veins.
I won't cry for what I lost.
Words sting deeper than the blade
That plunged into my skin.

I bleed these words from my lips
Tarnished with bitterness.
I want to feel the pain
It sinks in,
It is what I am.

The fashioned death wish
Fragments tear into scars
Bleeding again.