Lord I have to ask why,
Why is this happening to me?
I look up towards to sky,
“Father what are you trying to get me to see?”

This pain is so real,
Like nothing I have felt before.
These wounds don’t seem to heal,
I find myself alone on my bathroom floor.
It’s breaking; my heart is falling apart,
Someone please help me my wrists are dripping.
The once bright world is starting to become dark,
my life it’s slipping.
My performance is one for the books,
You could call me a master at this.
I could fool anyone with my looks,
Until you go to look at my wrist.

I look up towards the sky,
And I ask God why.

I’d rather be dead and off this Earth,
Every day I face this nightmare.
Cause living every day doesn’t hold any worth,
God are you even listening to my prayers?
I walk around with a smile,
But at night I can’t help but cry.
Knowing I’m only going to be here for a while,
Someday I’ll see the good in goodbye.
“Put it here and drag it there,
You can do it don’t be afraid.”
Cutting is my secret love affair,
Every day I have my art on display.
Now as I feel my heart slow,
And my slideshow begins.
You all were unaware of my show,
This is the finale; it’s all coming to an end.

I’m sorry I couldn’t kiss you,
I knew if I did you would want me to stay.
You would of said I could of made it through,
Said that this wasn’t the way.
As I begin to fade and I see this light,
I am no longer afraid for I no long have to fight.
I take my last breathes and no longer see,
Thank you Lord, I am finally--- free.