the urges come and go,
i miss you through
some days i let you flow,
even though i know,
i'm not allowed to do so.

watching the blood run,
it's something that can't be undone,
but it i find it fun,
i'm always happy once im done,
and feels like i've won,

i don't know what to do instead,
i do think ahead,
but i'm sick in the head,
that's why i've just bled,
no you haven't misread