I close my eyes
And think of ways to be happy
I close the holy book of lies
Remembering how many times that book made me feel crappy
a flashback of when i was a little girl
wearing a pink dress my hair in braids
Suddenly my world starts to twirl
And that last happy memory quickly fades
I try to calm the thoughts racing in my head
I pull the blade across my skin
I lay my head on my bed
And i push the blade further in
Red blood quickly drops to my floor
My body slowly becomes weak
I say to myself just one more
My arm needs its time to speak
