My wrists yearn to be slit....

My wrists yearn to be slit, but I refrain
I'm not going back there, no more blood stains
I refuse to rely on a blade when I'm down
If I continue this way, I'm hopsital bound

The pills beg to be swollowed, but I don't
I'm not going back there, I can't, I won't
I refuse to let my insides feel flames
And I know if I did, I'd be the only one to blame

The noose begs to hang me, but I don't tie it up
Although I'm dead inside, I'm not giving up
I'm not gonna die, wont let my neck break
Although I'm not sure just how much I can take