The dreaded pain consumes me,
and drowns me out within.
Theres only one chance left with little hope.
Its not an addiction, its the only way to cope.
Why you ask,
the blade I chose to heal the pain that lies within.
I'll tell you now but I must say...brace yourself love
for the words I am about to write may leave with you with a contemplative heart and ready to fight.
There came a time I realized that my
life was spiraling downward and I began falling fast.
Somewhere inside me I knew this life just couldn't last.
It began with the very first cut.
As I watched the blood bleed from my wrist
and fall to the ground.
For once I felt alive and could feel my heart
begin to pound.
Just one more I tell myself
to gain the relief I need.
No one hears my silent whispered prayers
and I have never been one to beg or plead.
So just one more I say again
and press down the blade.
Just one more so I can feel
my soul softly begin to fade.
