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by Dayna Dec 22, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Each day I fade Inside of me So I take my blade And let the pain free Slice my skin Down toward the vein Watch the knife sink in But I have nothing to gain It won't make it better I know this inside But I am a cutter So that thought I hide I pretend it makes me happy Though it's not very true So when I feel crappy I drive my blade through Rake back my flesh Bringing more blood The blood is so fresh Over my wrist it will flood It's like sugar Adrenaline rush I know it seems vulgar But please, hush hush! You don't know what it's like Going on day after day In your heart a great spike And not getting away Your words sting my mind Leaving horrid red marks You must be blind For you can't see my scars The pain gets too great Something I can't hold It must be fate I couldn't have controlled I take out my razor Say my good-bye Cut down deeper than ever And let myself die