Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me.
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee.
Beautiful dreamer, just don't wake up,
Life isn't worth it, when you're a screw-up.
You're never right, and it's not worth the pain,
Before too long you'll make friends with the blade.
You'll want to be out of the world just as soon as you're in,
And you'll be calling for help with SOS's in your skin.
Trust me, I know, just stay asleep,
With the razor kissed wrists
this is my bright red scream
as I press down harder blood begins to surface
I convince myself "you don't feel pain, forget it, it's worth it"
You convince yourself that there is no pain
I try to forget
it's just my sick little game
there's white ones, red ones, fresh ones too
I'm ashamed of what I do
As time goes by they get harder to hide
more and more skin with scars on the outside
How does it feel to out smart your death?
When all that you wanted was to draw your last breath?
How does it feel when they say you didn't try?
When all that you wanted to do was curl up and cry?
Please, don't ever hold the poisen in.
You have to draw it out.
But what can you do when you scream for help,
And no one can hear your loudest shout?
But you need to know that I'm here.
While the skies are still overcast,
I know that
When you backstab me i move closer to the blade,
When you broke my heart everything changed,
When i relised that you were not in my life
i took the blade and put it in me hand
griped it tight and couldnt let go
all my pain and tear and anger
went to the blade and cut me 34 times
it rubbed on my skin like a little
niddle i try and try to put the blade down
but it dont seem i can...
the blade knows when i am depressed and
I have a sweet sensation,
Its my admiration,
Its a harsh kiss,
By a razor blade of bliss.
It makes me feel alive,
And always helps me to survive,
It makes me feel warm and deep,
Troubles are i never weep.
I leave a beautiful scar,
To you this may sound bizarre,
Im proud of this amazing work,
It always leaves me with a smirk.
This is my sweet sensation,
This is my admiration,