The desire is here
Flooding my thoughts
Flooding my body
Anger rips through me
Making me feel like
I'm going to change
Into a beast
At any moment
Tears are flooding
The room as
Pain-filled crys
Ring through sensitive ears
I reach into the drawr
Where the razor is
Drawing it out
Of the plastic covering
And placing th cold
Metal blades
Upon my wrist
I almost do it
Almost cut
But one thought
Stings the burning acid
Of my anger
Him
His face
Blur's my eyes
I want to slide
Those cold blades
And watch
Warm blood flood
Down my arm
But he stops me
His face
His smile
Is a base
For my burning acid
Cooling my anger
Making me put the razor down
And thank God
For the one thing
That cares for me
Who listens to me
And the reason why
I'm still alive...
