The urge comes back
More than ever
its to the point where i almost crack
If you feel what im sayin you needa tell me
Yea ive stopped for now
But who nows when ill go back
one day and if things dont turn out right
that day will be will be soon
i will put that damn razor
back on my skin
make sum blood trickle out
itz like some one ticklin you
u want them to stop
but then again you dont
thats me
my hand nd the razor is the tickler
in my mind i want it to stop
but its my way of relieving pain
so then again i want it to keep goin
Days when i dont have school
Spring Break Thnxginvin break ect
those are hard
becuase i dont have to show my arms
no one will have to see my pain
no one will have to reveal my secret
no one would have to know what i go through
just to make one day
Itz a crazy thing
I can do it with no guilt
But when i think about it
i shiver of fear
get chills of sickness
Why would some one do that!?!
Who would do somthing like that
Oh.. me
Then i dont think
i jus wanna get the razor
i think i need help
becuase i still think of it
i want the blood
so i can realize
that im still alive....
