• I pick up the blade,
    And set it on my wrist,
    The world starts to fade,
    When I know I can't resist.

    That's just the start,
    And it doesn't stop there,
    It breaks my heart,
    As I find out you care.

    But the things get worse,
    I start hitting my head,
    Until it hurts,
    And I fall on my bed.

    My head hits the wall,
    Once more,
    Then I fall,
    To the floor.

    Air chokes my breath,
    As I struggle to move,
    It smells like death,
    And I start to sooth.

    I'm sorry I did this,
    It's my weakness,
    You are what I'm going to miss,
    When I go into darkness.