Drowning in my dreams,
Not wanting to face reality,
Knowing I'm hurting myself,
But who really cares?,
As the metal glides across my wrist,
My step closer to death,
becomes mor realistic,
A burning sensation,
Comes over me,
And all my stress is lifted,
Somehow,
I came back into reality,
And realized what had happend.
I start to cry as my wrist burns,
This time I had went too far,
I wish I would have told someone,
Why didn't I say anything?!,
Now I just lay there on the floor,
Repeating,
"I don't want to die"
"I don't want to die"
"I don't want to..."
