Because of you

by Jenny Atkinson   Jun 24, 2007


I'm in love with the knife,
Touching my skin and taking my life,
Is because of you that I feel this way,
I don't want to live another day.

My head is messed,
I feel depressed,
Its because of you that I die in my dreams,
And I don't know what this means.

You've stabbed me in the heart,
Left me in the dark,
Its because of you that I fear tomorrow,
I don't want anymore sorrow.

Should I walk away,
Or could it work if I stay?
Its because of you that I question why,
Maybe I should just die.

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