Sitting in the Dark Wanting to cry.
Looking for the Razor Blade.
Knowing I should be calling out to your name.
Knowing your watching me.
Whispering my name.
Telling me your never gonna leave me.
As I take the Razor and slit my Wrists.
You take me in your Arms.
Telling me its gonna be alright.
In my heart i know your there.
Waiting for the day i say i need you.
-Jessica
