Love Is Red

This is a poem dedicated to all the love streesed teens that cut.

I love you
You don’t know
If I told you
You might go
So I’ll sit here
With the blade
Tell it my troubles
Let the pain fade
Blood pours down
Wets my arm
You don’t know
I cause myself harm
Would you care?
Or just let it be
Cause I don’t know
If you love me