As it all slips away...

As it all slips away...
I stare at the celling...
Praying to my goddess...
Begging for forgiveness...
As it all slips away...

I took up that knife...
Just to make a small
Little cut...I swear...
But...i went to far...
Now the blood is
No longer dripping
Out of my body...
It's gushing...
Like the cuts a
Waterfall after
A long hard rain...
I just meant it to
Be a small cut!

I guess as the pain grew...
The cuts did too...
They grew with the pain...
I became addicted...
I grew a tolerance
To my new found drug...
I needed more!

As it all slips away...
I write my good beys...
Beg them all to
Forgive me...
As it all slips away...