Crystal Red Pain

The pain I would feel as the skin would rip

But it can't be worse than the pain I feel now

And these thumbtacks are the only way I know how

To relieve all this pain

Dry myself from the rain

And let others be soaked

By the shit they evoked

Let them drown in what they caused

'Cause no one even paused

When I was drowning and sinking

They watched me break without blinking.

I wonder what kind of mark this decision would make

The difference between living and putting my life at stake?

Would it be just a line, making no difference at all?

Or will it create a big X, marking the spot where I'll fall?

But beyond that X, there is no buried treasure

Just more pain and confusion than I could ever measure

A bad habit that would quickly turn into more,

An entrance to a never-meant-to-be-opened door.

But if nobody cared when my pain was crystal clear

They won't notice when it's red, and much more severe.

Right?