When my mind goes into that dark place
my sanity, I lose every trace.
Can never think straight,
to get the simplest things I'm always too late.
Always looking for someone to tell me I'm wrong
But it always takes too long.
Then one day my sanity really slipped
and I couldn't help but to cut my wrist.
Took a sharp blade
in my own blood I wanted to wade
into the darkness I wanted to fade.
But then a glimmer of hope came trickling back in
And now I'm starting to find my sanity again.
