Yesterday? A week ago?
I don\'t really know
I sat inside my bathtub holding a knife
Or maybe a razor? Some kind of threat to my life
I turned on the tap, and saw the filling tub as a metaphor
I saw my pent up feelings keep filling more and more
I needed color in my life so I brought it to my skin
And with every scarlet drop, I felt the pain that I was in
Again and again little droplets from my wrist
Twisting down and around to my cold tightened fist
Into the clear the drops fell, then I saw another sign
The red was there to symbolize how many times I\'d said I was fine
The water was my feelings, the blood it told my lies
The knife was softly telling me to cut off all my ties
The overwhelming feelings, they got inside my head
Saying over and over all the things I left unsaid
So I plunged into the water, tasting bitter iron(y)
All the metal in my heart was slowly killing me
I couldn\'t take more tears, so I just stayed under there
I knew it wouldn\'t kill me but I didn\'t need air
So I blacked out, forgetting, remembering again
I was still alive, reluctantly, so I climbed out and then
I dried myself off, leaving a dark colored stain
So I can I can see it as a reflection of myself
I am a stain
You don\'t notice
But I will always remain
You can try you can try
But my remnants will be left
Implanted, engraved
Unless you have bleach! :3