Look at me
Being just as morbid as I used to be
Feeling nothing
Wondering if it'll hurt when I bleed tonight
Walking straight on away from the light
Like nothing has been done
Typing what I feel and seeing no one
Knowing I won't remember
Stabbing my hand,
Slicing my wrist
Not feeling it a bit
Just the pin heating up from being used
Knowing that no one will understand
He begs me to stop
"I only wish I could stop you"
I hold so close to my fears
For it's all I have left
I am seeing the light
But I'm afraid to be hurt
So afraid to be left
Left alone again...
