listen to the screaming inside
no one can hear it besides me
you can see my pale arms
you can see my scars
everyone says it wont last
but i put the blade to my wrist
and there is bright red blood running down my arm
i am a cutter
im not proud of it
it gets worse cut after cut
i seek for relief
cant stop its the only relief i have
i cant make the pain go away
i toss and turn all night in my bed
all i dream of is the pain that i am in
im trapped in a haze of red
now my cutting is a curse, something i cant stop
all i want is relief
im going through a life of hell, relief i seek but not found
i hate what i did what i do
i hate myself and the thoughts in my head
but now more and more i want to be dead! ! ! !

misty sa...

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wat-happens-when-you-cant-find-relief/