Getting angry, don't know what to do
This isn't your fault, it's not because of you...

It hurts breathing
Nothing to stop this feeling...

Blood flows freely down my arm
I didn't think it would do any harm...

I have to get out of this place
All the memories and tears...

I lay here, broken, on the floor
Cuts on my wrists, cant take any more...

No real flow, no real rhythm. Just words, randomly...
Thoughts? critisms? lemme know...

I didn't want you to worry
Thats why I had to lie...

So what's the point?
If its always going to be this hard...

A brand new start,
A fresh new life...

It means you will never be on you own
Whenever you need me I'll be there...