One cut
Two cuts
Three cuts
four
Cry for a while then cut some more
Open cut
Closed cut
Cut scabbed over
Drink away the pain then paint again sober
Old cut
New cut
Cut dripping blood
Drag the blade across and watch as it floods
Cut on my wrists
Cut on my thighs
Wait til everyone's asleep then cut in the night
Small cut
big cut
Cut too deep
Sit and watch as it continues to bleed
Hi cut
Bye cut
It keeps bleeding out
See you later cut. It's all over now.
YOU ARE READING
A poem for death
PoetryCutting poems and quotes. They just sound really pretty and they're here for anyone. I'm here for anyone that needs me too
