Go to sleep, close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies,
That tore their wings against a thorn,
You know that pain that they have borne

Silver metal shine so bright,
Scarlet blood that feels so right,
Dream of that blood trickling down,
And wake up just before you drown.

The moonlight shining off your tears,
As you bleed out the worst of your fears,
So tonight when you start to cry,
Whisper the cutters lullaby:

Hushabye baby, you're almost dead,
You don't have a pulse and your pillow is red.
Your family hate you.
Your friends let you bleed.
Sleep tight with a knife,
Cause that's all you need.

Rockabye baby, broken and scarred,
You didn't know life would be this hard.
Time to end the pain you hid well.
And down you'll come baby,
Straight back to hell.

The cutter's lullaby is my favorite poem ever

Get to know me and you'll see what i'm like