I'll draw you a picture;
I'll draw it with a twist;
I'll draw it with a razor;
I'll draw it on my wrist;
If i do it correctly;
A red fountain will appear;
To take away my pain,
And wash away my fears

It came again tonight,
Crawled under my skin, though my veins,
And into my heart,
It's vile seed rooting in my flesh.

Poisoning my blood,
Spreading through my body, infecting my brain,
Smothering my mind,
Like a corrupting vine.

Which each breath I can feel,
Its controlling getting stronger;
With each heartbeat I can feel,
It's growing deeper.

Maybe if I cut my heart open,
I could rip it out.

Maybe if I cut my heart open,
It would finally stop.

Maybe if I cut my heart open,
I could feel better.

Fake smile,
Dried eyes,
Scratched wrists.

White pills,
Rope tied,
Gun loaded

SUICIDE

Suicide doesn't,
**** people;
Sadness Kills,
Them...

Every 40 seconds,
Someone in the world,
Dies buy suicide.

Every 41 seconds,
Someone is left to,
Make sense of it all.

Sick
  ******
   tIried
    Cutting
unImportant
    Drowning
usEless

One cut,
Two cuts,
Three cuts,
Four,
Come on, darling what's one more?

Five cuts,
Six cuts,
Seven cuts,
Eight,
Oh, what a mess this will create...