Turning to the knife

When i look down at my wrist,
it makes me want to cry,
Caz i know i hurt you,
and made you scared and think,
that someday you might lose me,
sometimes i wonder why,
why i put myself through this,
but sometimes i make mistakes,
though this mistake seems to keep happing,
when i get mad, scared, or angry,
i keep turning to the knife,
i cant keep this up any longer,
i know what i have to do,
but i just cant seem to do it,
i just cant seem to stop,
i know it makes you scared,
I'm sorry but I'm trying,
i just cant seem to stop it,
keep reaching for the knife,
i keep running toward that door,
keep pulling farther away,
its just a very bad habit,
a habit i need to break
but just cant seem to do it,
i think i need your help,
fix me Caz I'm broken,
I'm slowly falling apart,
waiting for someone to help me,
don't want to leave this place,
All i want is to be with you,
so as longs as you can help me,
i know ill make it through,
when I'm sad, scared or angry,
and reaching for the knife,
i know that you'll be there for me,
helping me through,
so we can be together,
as long as we want to!