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cutting is all i can think of. it's in my head all the time. ity's alays there. and not just small cuts, no scratches, no bandaids. really bad.
i have razor blades. i'm tring to resist. i know when i give in it will be bad. very bad. it's so hard to resist. and it's getting harder every day.
i don' twant to resist anymore. i need tod o it. i need dto feel it. i need to see it.
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As she draws her final breath
Just beyond the door he'll find her
Taking her hand he softly says
For the first time you can open your eyes
And see the world without your sorrow
Where no one knows the pain you left behind
And all the peace you could never find
Is waiting there to hold and keep you
Welcome to the first day of your life
Just open up your eyes as I lay you down tonight
Safe on the other side
No more tears to cry
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