Just Another Day©

This has been another day
another day full of joyless tears
another day walking down the same halls
another day wishing to die

Everyday is the exact same
the blade inside my hand
I take it to my torn wrist
and start to cut more

It worries all my friends
of my wishing to die
the don't see what it does to me
I'm trying to get free

They try to take away my poems
and then my razor blade
yet I still do theses things
each and everyday

Why can't they understand it
the internal endless need to cut
the blade my only comfort zone
as my body turns to dust

My dreams are nightmares
cause it only him I see
I tell him I love him
while my wrist still bleeds

My angel comes to my rescue
he doesn't even cry
he lays the head and knees
all of his tears dry

They slowly go down his face
but they aren't even real
they're full of hatred and anger
no sorrow he feels

My face doesn't even cross his mind
as his life goes on, everyday the same
he just keeps living, just like the others
while I live my life a lie

I tell everyone I'm OK
they don't see the new cuts
the walk away believing
I'll live another day

Everyday I go home
and the blade in my hand
I can't Live like this
it's too much to stand

And each time it's not deep enough
and I'll wake up the next day
I'll cover up my bloody wrist
and try to die again