Fear
its overwhelming...

One knife
one life...

The warm trickle down my arm, as i feel it fall...
with every slit my life is fading,in A pool of...

Death is a way out of this life.
Death is a way to end all my strife...

Today i gotta die i cannot hold my self up...
I'm not running out of life , life is running out...

I don't know were I'm needed
i don't know were to go...

Trespassing in my head
makes my senses go dead...

I just feel like walking right out the door. NO...
I wish some things were not true...

The shatter of the table glass.
The scream of the horn...