I sit holding you,
wondering what you are thinking...

It all can end with one little thing,
as easy as a smooth stroke...

Unstable,
out of control...

Heart flutters,
skips a beat...

Love is no more than a word,
yet it can mean everything to one person...

I'm told I'm perfect,
but then why am i in this pain...

I never meant to be so numb,
but now i cant feel...

I never meant for this,
i never wanted this pain...

I slide the razor across my wrist,
the blood starts to drip...

I tried the thing of being happy,
but it all didn't work to well...

I sit,
my mind runs wild...

I'm gone in myself,
I'm dead inside...