As i take this knife and slash my wrists,
i show the anger with balled up fists.
I fill the room with empty screams,
hoping this is just a dream.
The anger builds as the tension grows,
I sit here and watch as death unfolds.
Not caring of what others will think when die,
all bloodied up and dead here I lie.
Nothing else matters and no one else cares,
for living this life was some stupid dare.
I take this knife and slash these wrists some more,
I sit here watching, watching the blood pour.
I cut till the blood covers my arm,
thinking that im doing no harm.
I hate this world and everything in it,
i want to leave it all behind and forget it.
I take this knife and slash my wrists,
my anger can show that im really pissed.
All ive ever done is give,
my lifes a lie i have no reason to live.