One slice to many

Come listen to my story
which I'm sure is true
come listen to my story
and what I've gone through

closing the bathroom door
screaming about how
you cant take life anymore
when something seeps into your mind

you move closer to the razor blade
and then you stop and think
about the mess you've made
and then you grab it

your afraid, its your first time
you close your eyes
and the first couple of strokes you mime
then you open you eyes

and do a quick stroke
you fell a bit better
your sadness has now broke
you do it a few time more

the blood now is started to flow
its everywhere, you feel weird
because your life is letting go
you drop the blade

and you fall to the floor
one slice a bit to many
your life isn't in your bloody hands anymore
its gone, so goodbye