God I'm calling on You

To help me get through

All these trials and tribulations

All these problems and fixations

And all the battle scars I've collected

To know if I'm one of the protected

The cuts on my wrist prove me a sinner

But God I'm only a beginner

I've only just begun

Knowing Your holy Son

Forgive my ways

And long-en my days

Because I can feel the fire

Satan's true desire

I hear demons in the distance

They call my name but I resist this

The more my blood pours

The burning grows more

So bandage the cuts and wounds

And heal this heart, it is consumed.