The knife, it hurts
But I press it down harder
Praying, begging
For the courage to slice deeper
So deep, it takes me away
From the pain that pulls me down
Into a hole thats eating me alive
A dark abyss that has me
Scarring myself for life
But this knife cannot fix
What I have broken beyond repair
My soul, my sanity, myself
All I can do is cut
And watch the dark blood trickle
Then pour, then stain
And finally dry on the knife
My weapon of demise
