And It's Over

I try to stop, but it helps the pain
I don’t want to bleed, but it keeps me sane
I need this weapon with its bloody stain
I’m alone and lost in my head again…

I stare blankly, cursing at the empty air
Wishing there was somebody here to care
Burying myself in my lonely despair
I’m alone and scared, belonging nowhere…

I smile to please and frown for real
A numb figure with nothing left to feel
With scars and cuts that will never heal
I’m alone and everything’s feeling surreal…

I almost quit but I’m starting to fail
I’ve never expected to become this frail
Here’s another book with a horrid tale
I’m alone and my life’s becoming so stale…

I try to stop, but it’s already in my hand
I don’t want to bleed; this wasn’t planned
I’m pleading and screaming, unable to stand
I’m alone, and it’s over.
You’ll never understand.