Once in a while all the pressure and pain gets to you.
You get so frustrated and go crazy you don't know what
to do.
The scars on your wrists are proof of it.
You need something to comfort you but you don't have
that.
You need someone to understand you but that's not
there for you either.
You need your heart to mend but there's just nothing
that'll make this pain go away.
You feel like your all alone in this world.
You feel like the blade you use is the only thing that
can take your worries away for a while.
With a slit of a wrist it feels so good that you wish
it would last longer.
You always feel better after that but when its gone
your back to where it was.
So you just think about going deeper next time maybe
that will finally end it all.
For now your only left with scars of why your not good
enough or what did I do wrong maybe next time you
won't be here to wonder.
