Slice-n-dice makes it feel nice

She was a cutter

The blood helped numb her pain

She was a cutter

Her best friend was a blade

When the pressure became too much

She always knew which way to go

The only times the voices were silenced

Is when her blood flowed

She was a cutter

Her self esteem so low

She was a cutter

Now she can’t control the flow

This time it was too deep

Her eyes slowly roll towards the sky

She was a cutter

But never intended to die