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Promise
when im laying in bed at night,
it somehow doesn't feel right.
there's usually cuts upon my wrist from the blade,
but i can't now.. because of the promise i made.
he made me promise, he made me swear,
he only did it because he cared.
i know he's only trying to help,
but he has no idea the pain i've felt.
he doesn't know how it feels to be unloved,
and much i wish i were in the sky above.
he thinks he knows, and understands,
but he doesn't know what i have planned.
he never thought the day would come,
where he didn't now what i had become.
he didn't reconize the slits on my wrists,
that gave my arm, an extra twist.
until the day with it all came to an end,
my life was too much to contend.
i gave up the fight, and ended the pain,
there was nothing to lose, and everything to gain
