It calls to me

I bite my lip
As blood soaks my shirt
And I clean the bloody tip

The cuts on my arm seem to grow
And friends start to notice
It clearly shows

I cant keep lying
But if I tell the truth I will be in trouble
How can I let them know I’m trying

To make it all go away
I'm sorry mom and dad
I'm always getting in the way

I put the knife under my bed
Where no one will find it
Or see it made the scars I’ve bleed

In the night there I lie
It speaks to me
Of words I will surly die

Words that burn into my heart
I taste blood in my mouth
A taste so tart

My arm begins to ache
As I moan in pain
My body begins to quake

As I listen to your beckoning call
I take you from underneath my bed
And take my last fall

I slit my wrists so deep I begin to die
As I lay my body down
And blood flows around my head
I have finally drowned