I knew I wouldnt make it if I tried to stake it out alone
light sparks of self loathing in my mind suddenly ignited my insides
I knew I wouldnt make it if I tried to stake it out alone

          I called the hotline last night

                    a delicate voice answered
                    in attempts to nurture my battered soul
                    just enough to get me to sleep

                                you were the closest I have ever felt to peace
                                you told me you care
                                a word whose melody I have completely forgotten

                                           I smiled with lips parted for the first time in months last night

                                                                                      so why is my wrist now crimson red?