Pain or sick mindDo you know that feeling when you pull out a small edge of your pocket,And you press them to the skin and slowly move, slowly cutting your body,Wound is long, but it's still too littleThe next cut is more certain and deeper,Yes, much better...Now next...And next...Your body already covered a lot of wounds,Streams of blood get dirty your clothes,But you still don't want end this,Cause it makes such a pleasure,You don't know what makes it, your pain or your sick mind...