Right now my toe nails are painted sky blue.

    My finger nails are charcoal black.

    Grey in my eyes, the tears that fall are always clear.

    How they mock me, how they always do.

    Those wasted tears are dedicated to you.

    One cut signed here with the first letter of your name.

    Ten more there, the letters of those who don't anymore care.

    L, N, A, N, P, R, G, J, K, B

    I want to feel something again.

    Blood stains my carpet.

    Ask, I'll blame it on a marker.

    When I cut it chases memories away for a moment. 

    So here I am. 

    Cuttng aggain and again.

    Because I just want to forget.

    Blood, tears.

    Truth in fears.