worries bogging down my mind
gashes up and down my arm
crying...the only thing to help me unwind

sitting alone i reveal my stress
i watch the blood drip
as i look at my mess

tears that i shed reveal my pain
i reach for the knife
and i cut once again

nobody knows why i cry out at night
everyone hears my cries
but they turn out the lights

so this is the end and how its gotta be
somebody must die
and that somebody is me. . .
 
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