Your Friend

by EJ   Jul 21, 2005


You can’t explain it
your need to cause yourself pain
but theirs a power behind it
a feeling of complete control
when really you are the toy doll
the knife is your master
you answer its every call
it tells you it needs blood
so you slice open your arm
you think “well there’s nothing I can do
my friends betray me & leave me feeling blue
my knife is my best friend
I never have to worry if it will be there”
well your right you wont have to worry
because in some way it will find you
every time your blue it calls out to you
well its time to take control
no more letting the knife rule
find a friend that understands the word true
they can help you, you just have to let them
tell them the truth, they will try and understand
they will help you gain control
no longer the puppet
now you’re the master

sorry you guys i know i need to take my own advice.. i'm thinking about making a second one from the cutter.. what you think? just a thought.. comment and rate if you will.. thanks!!

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  • 19 years ago

    by healing wounds

    i think its good..but i would like to read one from the cutter...i think that would also be good...i am a cutter and i know how it feels!

    Healing_Wounds...4-eva