Hungry

Scared of what's become of me
Scared of what I'll be
I've become to dependant on a tool that can set me free
I promised you all never again
Yet the cuts on my wrist keep getting deeper
You begged me to stop
I tried so hard
But it's my only relief to the pain that suffocates me
I'm living a lie
Smiling, I never stop
You can't see me
Imagine me the one to cut
You think I'm too strong
But I'm so much weaker than any of you could ever know
My hearts in little pieces from the pain
My soul, it cries for help
Silent screams, only I can hear
Amazingly my hearts on the mend
You helped me stear away from the end
You came to my side
Took my hand
You showed me life COULD be grand
But still I feel so alone
I know you're close
But just too far
To keep me from making another scar
Tears of blood start to flow
I wish I hadn't
I wish I could stop but my soul cries for more
Deeper and deeper
It's a river of crimson regret
Yes, I regret so much that first cut I ever made
I don't remember it that well
But it wasn't deep
Not much blood was shed
But I needed more
So much more
Now I'm addicted, I can't stop
I want too, believe me I do
But my soul is hungry...