A/N: WARNING. Dark theme ahead. Deals with self-harm and depression. In no way do I promote self-harm. Please keep an open mind.
Hurt me once, I'll make two more.
Sit in bed, close your eyes.
Block out all the silent cries.
Pinch your skin, still alive.
Breathing hard, pain arrives.
Stomach churning, slice your skin.
Watch in wonder as the room starts to spin.
Trace your scars, make some more.
Grit your teeth and stop the tears.
Shoulders hunched, face your fears.
Guilt and remorse on your back.
Stabbing repeatedly, hack after hack.
Priorities missing, lost in thought.
Dreaming of everything you're not.
Your voice is weary, your eyes are worn.
Stare in the mirror, your emotions are torn.
Pull out the blade, lock the door.
Make one cut.
Stare at blank walls, hum a sad tune.
Watch and wait as sorrow fills the room.
Red, red, crimson on skin.
Fighting the monster that thrives within.
Whisper a prayer, wish me good night.
Gather your bearings and hold on tight.
Sleep, child, sleep. From dusk until dawn.
Don't wake up until the sadness is gone.
Open your eyes, sink to the floor.
Pull out your razor and count to four.