You see, my darling...
It's an addiction
It's quite lethal,
But that's ok,
Because only seeing blood,
Will stop me today.
You see, sweetheart,
I've grown accustomed
To the pain that the razor sheds,
And the red tears that spring from my wrists.
You see, honey,
It's only a few cuts away,
That someone
Won't be able to save the day