I\'m here

I'm here lying here on this floor
wishing i wasn't here
but here i am dying on the floor
my body is sore
my heart is sore
my soul is no more
i try to die and yet all i can do is lie
here on this cold floor
wishing it was my body and blood that was cold
the knife so tenderly etching into my skin
releasing what i thought was held within
but i know now my pain comes from the outside
and never wants to leave me
so the knife laying so innocent on the ground
next to me
and i never make a sound
cause no one can see
my silent tears rolling down my cheeks
streaking my face
wanting to leave this place
but I'm here
I'm still alive
I'm still here