Don't pick up that knife,
Don't you cut your arm.
Don't try to take your life,
Don't do yourself harm.

I cared about you all along.
I thought you were okay,
Apparently I was wrong,
But it doesn't have to be this way.

I beg you, put that away,
It's not the right thing to do.
I'd know, and for you I pray
That you will make it through.

I've known you for so long,
And I will for many years to come.
So put that knife where it belongs,
And please stop being so glum.

Please just stop this now.
Please don't follow my path.
Please don't make my mistakes.
*Please put that knife away.

Just one message from you, and suddenly 5 years of friendship are rendered virtually meaningless.
*Maybe we just weren't friends in the first place?

Cut cut cut away
I don't feel the decay
Of my emotions or feelings
I much prefer the numb
Burning.
Amazing how its supposed to hurt
Crimson tears drip thick from my
Escape
I'm trying to escape but it's not working
It hurts I feel it
What happened to being numb?
Ow ow its pulsing its burning its ringing
My ears are ringing
Goodnight goodnight
That's all that's left
A body and some blood
That's all that's ever left
No story no memories
Not a word to our name
To a stranger we are all the same
Someone who could have lived a little bit
Longer