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

One knife
one life...

Fear
its overwhelming...

Deadly pills. cold chills. glass on the table...

Sitting here all alone feeling lost & quite...
I love you...

I have no life,
its all a lie...

My Life is as dead as can be
All the anger builds up inside of me...

I feel deprived of my dignity,
I must appear to be happy...

I feel quite dead,
quite dead in deed...