Bleeding To Heal

My blood is just like the pouring rain,
It drips down my pale like skin,
Flowing down with my tears,
Wiping away all those fears,
The blade pressing deeper in,
My cries falling silent and freedom coming through,
The blood pours out,
Names carved upon scars,
Stars burning out but I am bleeding till my heart stops beating,
Today I sold my soul to the devil,
Tomorrow I pay the price,
But today we dance the dance of life,
The blood pours harder,
Bringing this dance to the dance of death,
The dark blurs that pass us by,
I take the blade and cut deeper and deeper,
Oozy crimson dripping,
Twists and turns through every slumber,
Take the thunder,
Take the last of my breathes,
I built a huge wall now it is falling down,
The clock has stopped ticking,
My heart has stopped beating,
I have stopped bleeding,
Now there is only that dried blood,
That face filled with tearful stains,
That cracked mirror that showed my reflection now gone,
The blood stopped,
I stopped,
I did nothing wrong,
I only did what was needed to be done,
Now the blood has stopped its dripping drips,
Now there is just one things left,
The surviving me,
The stronger me,
The one who yearns to be free.