As you run into darkness,
your life fades away.
not caring what happens,
you'll feel like a stray.
hoping that your life would soon end,
carving i hate this place into your skin.
knowing only things could get worse.
you stay in the dark untill you thirst.
not only your heart,
but everything around you will begin to fall apart.
knowing one way out,
knowing you've been beat.
so you take your razor and carve,
till you fall asleep
