Weak to the bone..

I'm weak to the bone
and I'm vulnerable at the heart
I'm slurred at the tongue
and I hiss at light, I like it dark

My knife slides to me
and wants to rid the pain of my sorrow
the music on my headphones talks to me
my clock reminds me that this is just another tomorrow

My bed beckons my body
so I may fall to sleep
my eyes yell out tears
to show me, again, I scream,thrash, then alone slowly weep

The scars on my wrist
tell me they want new friends
my ghost tells me I'll never have a fresh start
but he doesn't know I just want it to end

The truth follows me
and slices me when I tell a lie
the blood on the moon shows me that tonight
will be the night I'll commit suicide.