Cut, Cut deep <br />To the depths of your soul <br />To the pain inside <br />To the thunderous roll <br />Cut, Cut down <br />To the ice in your heart <br />To the burning snow <br />To the chemical start <br />Cut, Till blood <br />Till the pouring blood rains <br />Till the roses are fed <br />With an ounce of your pain <br />Cut, Now hide <br />So no one will see <br />So no one will ask <br />For happiness from me<br /><br />Cheyenne Ashley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cut-17/
