This knife has entered my hands again tonight
There's too much stress, I can't put up a fight
I grit my teeth as I make the first slice
Attempting once again to take my own life
Something holds me back against the thoughts and the pain
I slice a few more times, then composure, I begin to regain
While staring at the blood and the mess
My mind goes blank, I feel no more pain, no more stress
I try to make reasons for the cutting I've just done
I try to make reasons for why I always run
I can't let things go, I can't let things out
I can't find the words for the things I need to talk about
I hide behind the many scars that appear
Hoping that one day I will bleed out all of my fear
Scared of myself, scared of my actions and mind
Scared of my family, the world, and anything I find
I wish the world would seem real for just one second of the day
So I could finally rid of the fear and throw this bloody knife away

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