One last time

by brooke   Oct 4, 2005


Cutting my wrists
to stop the pain
i cry one last time
while whispering your name

of course my tears
are my only answer
i hide in my room
where i won't be found
my wrist is bleeding
I'm about to emotionally drown

Your face flashes through my mind
How did I think of leaving you behind?
Suddenly I'm scared
I want you here
I want you to tell me you care
I want to live happy
But my cuts are still there
And now I'm paying my price
I feel like I can't say I love you

One last time.....

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