What do you do when you run out of wishes,
And turn to the blade because it gives kisses?
Scissors, too, join the fun,
Watch and watch, the blood will run.
Deep, deep, deep inside,
You hurt, you hurt. Gone with pride.
Self-esteem, way down there,
Along with joy, down there they share.
Down there is nothing but screams,
Hollowed hopes, and broken dreams.
Wait and wait, good will come,
But wait some more and it will be undone.
Tear stained cheeks, and blood shot eyes,
Head pounding, regretful lies.
Scars remain, reminding you of the past.
Come on, baby, was it really going to last?
Everything changes and nothing remains,
But you must hide the worst of pains.
Hurry, hurry, don't be late,
Not for this fateful date.
Pushed too far, something snapped,
Something hurt, now relapsed.
Everything stained with red,
Be like me,
You'll end up dead.