he picks up the knife and feels the lick
he feels the skin become so slick
he felt the blade cut through the skin
he bathes in his blood and lives in sin
he does it when he feels so bad
he does it when he feels so sad
he feels he'd be better off dead
he takes the blade and paints these lines of red
to bleed the pain away today
to make the pain oh so much more real
to show himself he really feels
the pain he thinks he feels now
he makes himself a solomn vow
that he wont do it ever again
and he hopes he wont give in the next time when
he feels that way and feels the urge
to cut apart his hopeless self