Tormented cries
echo in the night...

Light a match
then blow it out...

You say you love me
is it true...

+ i don't want to be here
make it all stop...

Dulling my pain with cuts
many ask if i am nuts...

I want to die sometime soon
leave me go,alone to my room...

Staring into the mirror
dressed in black from head to toe...

My best friend is my razor
this tiny object is no longer a stranger...

Unspoken words murmured in the dark
relieving my pains with something sharp...