Crying so hard
with a knife in one hand
screaming so much
and just knowing i can
pushin it to the skin
deciding whether to go in
adding more force
and letting blood take its course
doors fly open
and someone walks in
to save me from whats to begin.
he takes away the knife,
and tells me not to strife
as he picks me up with care.
he hold me in his arms
to try to save me from my self harm.
he tells me not to cry
and that every thing will be all right
he'll never tell me goodbye
because i'm his shining light
when i looked into his eyes
i thought that i could fly
i love everything he can do
now i just waiting for the"i love you"