The knife, the knife, the precious knife.
Let me slice to bits me life.
One quick cut, one stream of blood,
Unleash the monsters, let them flood.
Cold and lifeless, here I lay,
The closing to my final day.
To let this pass, you will not dare.
I'll take my life, to this I swear.
What a thought, so very twisted,
And here I lay with hopeless wishes.
Such wishes pumping through my veins,
The aftermath an arm of shame.
How I year to light this fire,
To feel the pain of my desire.
The touch I need against my skin,
Fighting but the pain it wins.
Be strong, be strong, my gut is screaming,
Please wake up, my mind is pleading.
But alas, I have grown weak,
And soon to be, my life will leak.
Tonight I've reached my final limit,
Letting my emotions win it.
Of my life, they have a hold,
Putting down a life so cold.