I can't stand the silence,
That emanates from others souls,
So I bring my rhythm against,
the empty hollows,
The music of my heart,
the beat the flow,
It's a beat so strong,
A rhythm I can't control,
tap tappity tapping,
on every ones doors,
sharing the beauty,
of those melodious chords,
the kind of music,
that changes things,
the type of melody,
that can only be made by heart strings.

I can see the blood on the walls,
looking through your eyes as you fall,
the walls of your mind are padded,
all the pressure society has added,
You pick a blade and cut at your skin,
You can never feel better can never win,
So as I search the windows,
that show me your soul,
I write this rhythm,
not on a whim,
I want you to feel,
like you are my queen,
I am your warrior,
to fix everything,
and I will defeat them,
with this single ring,
I tell you I love you,
you make me sing,
oh can I tell you,
a wonderful thing,
I think I love you,
Do you love me too?
Cause girl I would give,
My entire heart to you,
Because I love you,
I sit here and scream,
Because you're hurting,
And I cannot help,
They have forbade it,
Our love is done,
And yet I fight onward,
our love is too strong,
I am a fugitive,
breaking my bonds,
cause girl I love you,
I'll fix what is wrong,
I'll be with you forever,
until I am gone.

I see your posts online,
you disgust me with your lies,
telling people their ugly,
you're filthy and vile,
you get your joy,
from the harm of others,
well I'm here to tell you,
it's not funny it's not cute,
Self-harm is a real problem,
Can't you see the pain you cause is wrong,
I should know how much it hurts,
because I was one of those people,
yes you hurt me,
the scars on my arm every one can see,
but the ones on my heart are the ones that bleed,
and yet the scars are nothing,
compared to my insecurities,
the self-harm,
is self-consuming,
it isn't funny,
it isn't cute,
you cause pain,
to pure beauty,
marring your skin,
with false shame,
because of filth,
that ruins dreams,
they aren't good enough,
to cause you pain,
but you let them in,
it's all the same,
I was one of you,
I have felt your pain,
I want to help you,
I want to say your name,
I know how it feels,
to want to die,
to stop breathing,
and begin to fly,
I've sat alone,
and started to cry,
the darkness consuming,
my very life,
but I fought,
and I made it back,
back to my life,
back on track,
and I realized,
That the ones who brought me down,
were the ones who should cry,
they have issues,
and they try,
to make themselves feel better,
with their malicious lies,
Self-harm isn't worth it,
don't cut and don't hurt,
and to the people who made me feel this way,
self-harm isn't funny,
I see right through your lies,
My insecurities are permanent,
but look into my eyes,
I'm a better person,
for the hardships you gave me,
because my friends need me,
and I need them,
I asked for help they saved me,
and now extend the favor,
if you need help,
just come to me,
I'm always here to help,
I know your pain,
And the one truth I know,
Is written in my mind,
Though you cause pain successfully,
self-harm isn't funny.

I'm only me,
I still bleed,
It hurts when I fall down,
I have a heart,
I fall apart,
I slowly hit the ground,
I'm insane,
I drown in pain,
I throw my stuff around,
I lose myself,
In your breath,
I feel the heartbeats pound,
I'm falling apart,
Right from the start,
Why am I falling down,
I'm falling apart,
Broken heart,
I break upon the ground,
Now I'm gone,
There's nothing wrong,
I'm six feet underground,
Falling apart,
Have no heart,
And the tears shatter upon the ground...

As the night is pitch black,
and the stars brightness lack,
the horrors of your memories,
come to take your security,
you hold your bleeding heart,
with raw and ****** hands,
as the real journey starts,
and your life slowly ends.

The cuts bleed out,
but I'm still here,
drunken remorse,
and manic fear,
the blade in my hand,
a body on the floor,
blood pools around my feet,
blind with insanity,
blood-lust so thick I can't see,
I come to my senses and look into the eyes,
of the dead man,
and I see me.