Sliceaway the streams of fear, Face the trauma, the black becomes clear

Feel the blade feel inner peace, Blood will flow like a pressure release



Cracked emotions

I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding

Problems deceased

I'm bleeding, my pressure's released



Carved my wrist but missed the vein, Way too shallow, my problems remain

My temple I desecrate, Can't face the future my past is my fate



You brought me flowers

It was more than you gave me when I was alive

Your cold eyes shed a tear

More emotion in a second than you showed me in a lifetime

You said that you will miss me

Then you bent down and kissed me

But the warmth had passed from your lips