Kill the pain

Bleeding! Bleeding from my arm carved initials of torment. Does she know she's killing me? I am tired of her not being here, To embrace the love I can give to her. If this is supposed to kill the pain...

Trying to run from what you are Afraid of being alive Hands shaking body aching The abuse left a permanent scar So now to get by you do whatever it takes You need your reality to hit your veins again...