Cut The Flesh To The Bone <br />As Your Skin Burns and Bleeds But You Feel Better <br />Sitting In Your Room Crying Youself To Sleep All Alone <br />If Your Parents Saw The Cuts They Would Lock You Up In Fetters <br /> <br />You Don't Know What Causes It and You Don't Care <br />Your Ashemed To Show Or Tell Anyone <br />All You Know Is The Feeling Of The Blood Running Down Your Skin So Fair <br />Yet You Long To Confide In Someone <br /> <br />I Offer My Hand To Help You <br />You Don't Believe I'm Telling The Truth and Push My Hand Away <br />I Once Stood Where You Stand Come See It From My Point Of View <br />Please You Can Trust Me I Will Never Lead You Astray <br /> <br />It's Not Wrong To Cut As I Lift Up My Sleeves My Arms Covered In Scars <br />You Start To Run Your Hand Down My Shoulder To My Wrist <br />I Can See A Tear Start To Roll Down Your Cheek From Afar <br />I Was Also Made Fun Of For Doing This <br /> <br />They'll Never Understand Us and Why We Do This <br />I Am Your Someone To Confide In I Will Never Judge You <br />Even If They Threaten Us With There Fists <br />I'll Show Your Compasion You Never Knew<br /><br />Patrick Shields<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cut-16/
