Wishing on a Falling Star

I use to think it was stupid
to cut yourself, to make self inflicted sores, but now it's truly me, bleeding on the floor.

:.*

I use to think it was crazy
becoming suicidal
and now I'm the one, living under a suicidal spell.

Mommy an daddy decided it was best, if I was taken to a shrink,
that day they found me slicing up, my wrists in the sink.

:.*

I'm sitting in my straight jacket
not knowing what to do
why am I the only one here?
when I'm not the only one,
the cuts go through.

I met another girl
another girl the same as I
we would pray for God's forgiveness
as we looked in upon the starlit sky.

:.*

One day I walked in upon her
as she was bleeding all alone
her face was positioned in pleasure
as her feet danced in through the unknown.

And finally she killed herself
she died before my eyes
and the cuts that decorated her sparkled skin was her lonely broken diguise.

:.*

I never knew it would come to this
that this might be my fate
what if I never save myself?
what if I die, and its just to late?

Wishing on a falling star
wondering what I should do
wishing on a falling star
a garden where the violets grew.

:.*

Wishing on a falling star
suffocating my own breath
saving myself before its night
so I wont have to see my own death.

Wishing on a falling star
begging for God to make me well
hoping the fire will leave me alone
so that I'm not beckoned to my eternal hell.

:.*

One day I will heal
and I will cast home
agony I will not feel
for I am not all alone.

But what will never disapear
will be my everlasting scars

I'm wishing, I'm wishing
on the falling stars.

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:.*leah*.: © (2005)