• Cutter
    they say once a cutter, always a cutter.
    Its a secret that we all share,
    our own private inside joke.
    But it’s not a joke,
    in fact, its one of the most serious things we do.
    So meticulous of our lines,
    and the rules written in our own blood.
    And we have a deadly accuracy.
    Most don't even feel the pain,
    Instead it is our drug for our high.
    How addicted we are,
    where some go through withdrawal,
    And others Die.
    I can no longer bare the truth,
    that I can’t trust myself with sharp objects.
    I found that my will is stronger than my desires.
    So when I succeed I will allow,
    My scars to show bright.
    But the memories will not go away;
    those scars are still here,
    Even when they have begun to fade.
    My life will get better;
    I can at least say that with a smile.
    With life going by,
    it doesn't give a damn.
    As I say six words,
    that changed my outlook.
    Once a cutter, always a cutter
    and that is who I was
    A Cutter...