Your last stab wound

Hiding behind scabs and scars

buying time for bleeding wrists

singing prayer for dieing life

cursing those who stop your death

wishing you had enough strength to hold the razor

and make one final cut

so that your death wish

is clearly written on your arm

explaining how you meant to cause this self harm

you knew what you were doing

you knew where it was going

but still denied it all

now i hope you watch in agony

as you see three of us at your funeral

thats more that you deserve

you played with our hearts

toyed with our hearts

blew our inners apart

and then took the life you called your own

but with this last attempt

you did not get the same attention

that you'd hoped for

the same attention you'd been getting all along

because the little girl who cried wolf

was no longer tolerated