My scars and the memory of my blade

I fall asleep remembering it all

Of how I once was before the fall

I didn't smile even when I was okay

Because of all you had taken away

You said you had to go

The reasons I couldn't understand or know

But I saw more then you thought

My fate you had quickly bought

I wanted to be like you

So I cut myself to push through

The blood poured out and so did the relief

It was too astonishing to everyones belief

Everyones strong tower was fading away

And I wouldn't listen to what they had to say

I wanted to die so I wouldn't have to feel your pain anymore

But I still breathed as I lay on the floor

Why couldn't I die and it just be done

Why did someone else always hold the right gun

I cut and cut scarring my skin

Trying with everything just to be thin

Now I am left with the horrible scars that won't ever fade

And the memory of the slicing blade

When I wake up each I remember where I have been

And how I was released from this terrible sin

But the scars won't ever fade

Nor will the memory of my blade

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