A Price To High

So many lies
far too many for me
no i don't cut myself
it was an accident
there was some broken glass
my cuts they pulse
and burn and sting
when people see my arm
and ask me what i did
i tell them a story
i have rehearsed
with every person
who hears my lie
my cuts pulse
and burn and sting
more and more and more
now I'm drowning in it all
my lies have formed an island
an island I've been trying to reach
to save myself from the ocean of tears
this island of deception
just keeps floating away
when the ocean begins to subside
sweet air fills my lungs
then i feel a terrible pain
all of the cuts i have caused
suddenly burst refilling the ocean
with water all red
I'm pulled under no air can i find
i struggle until i can fight no more
an electric jolt wakes me from the nightmare
someone screams but the words i can't understand
looking around i see the ocean of red
it comes from my wrists
slowly figures begin to fade
and sounds are drowned out by my mothers sobs
a question about my arm is asked
my mother says i had an accident
so many lies
far too many for me
lies, all of these lies
cost me my life.