In a corner in a room, I sit there every night
Watching myself slip further and further away...

I saw her today staring at my hand, I tried to...
But from the look on her face when she saw me at...

As I cut and I bleed every night on my own
Constantly slicing closer to the bone...

I'm surrounded by these people
But they don't seem to understand me...

Why is it that people feel the compulsion to...
Am I horrible to them, is it something I said...

I'm so worried about you, you do not seem to see
Without you I am nothing, you mean the world to me...

Look at her now a broken form
Sleepless at night, eyes wide awake and fearful...

As she walked home from a night out with her...
Slightly drunk she took the wrong turn...

Standing on the edge of the cliff, waiting...
Should I leave my past behind...

I tried so hard
And now I see...

You know who you are, and you mean so much
I hope you understand...

Never see poems of love and care
I'm always kind of hopeful that they'll be there...