Where can you run?

Slowy drifting away..
and no one can tell.
farther and farther
from the real world
Shutting out the things
That once meant so much
Not telling a soul,
Whats going on
in this rushing mind
It's all slipping away.
The people I love
are running in fear.
I'm left
alone
like always. Asking myself
Where can I run to escape myself?

Where can you go
when you are
what you want to get away from.
The answer was always
right in front of me.
Run to the razor blade
As fast as you can
Hold on to it
Whatch the blood fall
It's the most beautiful thing
you'll ever see.