This is one of my favorite poems. Not cause of the words exactly, but I think it's the most accurate one. When I wrote it, that's where I was at, that's what I was feeling, and I read it now, I think it's exactly what I wanted to let out. I wrote it about three months ago, I guess. Please review!

Crimson pain

You're not bleeding
No, you wouldn't do that
You should know better
They'll see it, they'll find out
You'll get them scared

It's not blood
You're better than that
You wouldn't go that far
You wouldn't want them to see
How empty, how numb you are

It's not pain
You can barely feel a thing anymore
It's just blood
The bright crimson image you can't ignore

It's not you
Something took over, you didn't have a choice
It can't be you
But when you think about it, you know it was your voice

Telling you to do it
Telling you to go on
Telling you

You're not bleeding
It's harmless
It's just pain
Wanting to get away

Not another scar
What will you tell them now?
They're getting tired of your excuses
They'll find the truth somehow

And you'll tell them
Once again

It's not blood
It's not real
But every time you see it
You'll remember how you feel

It wasn't you
It came back, made you do it
It couldn't have been you
But you know, deep down, you wanted to

Tell yourself it's ok
Tell yourself it'll make the pain go away
Keep telling yourself

It's not blood
You'd never do that
It's nothing but a little pain
Asking, begging you
To let it get away

It's not blood
Just crimson pain
The tears you cannot cry
The ones who left, and you never knew why
The years you have spent, watching life pass you by

It's not you
Something took over, you didn't have a choice
It can't be you
But when you think about it, you know it was your voice

Telling you to do it
Telling you to feel
Telling you

It's not regret
It's not anger
It's not your fault
It's not wrong

You're just letting out
Through that feeling, always so strong
All the pain you've held in for so long.