Slicing through flesh like butter

Heartless

Friendless

Alone in the cold and the dark

With no one to love him

And no love to give

He wants to die

Or maybe just

Escape somewhere that they

Can't find him...

Somewhere he can love and

Be loved and

Never have to hide

The tears that flow

Like the rivers of blood

That flow from his arms as he cries

One more cut

Good

Blood mingling with water

Arms numb, immune to the pain that

Should make him scream

But his vision goes dark

Darker than dark

And he

Simply

Fades

Away.