One Cut Too Deep

by Becca   Jan 26, 2007


I'm lying here
Nearly dying
On the ground
Thick, red blood
All around

My only friend
This cold, steel knife
Has just taken from me
My awful life

In my hand
A little letter
Of why I did it
We all knew my life would not get better

When they find me and my scars
The will still be in my eyes
The blood wet on my knife

I'm lying here
Already dead
My cheeks wet with tears
Blood dripping from my knife

It was fake
My appearance
The smile, the laugh
Has made its final disappearance

I tried to be strong
I swear I did
All the feelings
Tucked inside
Very well hid

I couldn't bear to hide it anymore
And now I'm lying here
For you to find

The fake smile i couldn't keep
And never will it show again
All because of one cut too deep

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