(Verse1)
By day...
On the edge of a cliff
I look down, knowingly thinking...
*This poem was orginally written on paper*
I cry as i write this...
I stand here alone,
The voices screaming...
I'm so sick
sick of my life...
The blade is sharp,
It scars my skin...
I you lived today like it was your last, what...
Would you tell me secrets...
Its all slipping away.
The laces are coming undone...
Do you ever cut yourself to see how much you...
The adrenaline rush inside is all you need...
Sitting in a room,
my wrists are crying...
Moonlight shinned in my window bare
How I wish that you were there...
The curtain drops,
and darkness falls...