Blood down my wrist

This pain I feel  
Is to much for me
 
So I grab my razor  
An place it over my wrist
But I see something better
So I grab it  
 
In my hand  
I hold nail clippers
 
I place it over my wrist
I grab some skin
An I squeeze it  
 
It hurts at first
But soon it fades
 
I don't stop  
Till I break the skin
I pull the skin off  
An do it again
 
I place it next to the first
An squeeze
The skin breaks
Just like the first
 
I spread open both
So they look like a gash
Blood drips down
But it doesn't last
 
So I do it again
An again  
An again
An again
 
The pain is gone
An now it's pure bliss
Watching the skin break open
An the blood dripping down my wrist
 
I don't stop till theres six gashes
I do the same
To the other wrist
 
Blood
The beauty of it  
The smell of it  
The taste of it  
 
It's something I can't resist