My pain starts to dull,
As I dig the razor into my pale skin.
I have done this way to much.
My friend calls to me.
So sharp.
It shines so in the moon light.
I takes away the pain.
For the last time tonight,
It said it would help me find my way out.
So I Slash my arms,
Oh so deep the gashes have become.
And as I lye on the ground,
I say my final words.
Goodbye,
And thank you my little friend.
