“Thin silver blade, Going through my heart that aches. Bleeding until the pain is gone. Knowing it hurts and its there to stay, Remembering how its killing me slowly, Feeling it, I cannot bare. My eyes are bleeding tears, The blood rushes out of my skin, Feeling fulfilled, I swear.That cold, friendly knife, Comes to sleep with me, Knowing I could end with a single strike. I know Im dead inside, Wheres to hide? I know I will soon die. Cold white flesh, Hiding my bruised heart, Knowing Im falling apart. Behind that smile, Is a life being cut through the heart, Where she is in pain with a million cuts. That one knife through my heart, Shows that I was alive, Now look...Im fine.”
