Somehow I manage to get in the way
I don’t know why I say the things I do
I don’t understand why I want to run away
After all the sky is gray not blue
What difference does it really make
How much more do I have to sit and take
Before my soul may shatter and break
Slowly the knife begins to rake
My shattered crimson skin
You won’t see the pain, it’s locked within
If I just break out of the hell I’m in
Why am I the one to sin
It seems like I’m nothing
But everyone I know is bluffing
I just have to break the habit tonight
I don’t want pain but I have to fight
this is really painful to read well written but highlights why people cut themselves to release the pain.Very insightful and emotive!
gabby
xxx