My scars still remain
Although they did fade
I long for the touch
Of that bright shiny blade
The release that it brings
Is nothing short of magic
So what if I cut too deep
Would it really be that tragic
Once again lost
In a world full of danger
Spun out of control
To myself I’m a stranger
A life withering away
Reality long since faded
Only twisted ideals remain
All memories now jaded