All alone I sit,
Waiting for the day,
When finally someone will come along,
And never walk away.
I cry myself to sleep,
As I think about the pain,
My heart is now silent,
I just think there's nothing left to gain.
Sometimes the pain is just too much,
That I just want to forget,
So I depart from the aching rest,
And a blade I soon will get.
A hurting heart,
And hidden scars,
I always wonder,
Why I am so far.
I' silent about the pain,
The depression,
And the strife,
Because no one seems to care,
So I drag the piercing knife.
Blood starts to spill,
Memories seem to flee,
And for one sweet instant moment,
I start to feel free.
I drag the blade again,
More blood gushing out,
The pain has taken over,
As I scream and shout.
Much time has passed,
The depression never left,
I feel isolated from joy,
Because no matter what... I can't forget.
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 8:31 AM UTC
All alone I sit,
Waiting for the day,
When finally someone will come along,
And never walk away.
I cry myself to sleep,
As I think about the pain,
My heart is now silent,
I just think there's nothing left to gain.
Sometimes the pain is just too much,
That I just want to forget,
So I depart from the aching rest,
And a blade I soon will get.
A hurting heart,
And hidden scars,
I always wonder,
Why I am so far.
I' silent about the pain,
The depression,
And the strife,
Because no one seems to care,
So I drag the piercing knife.
Blood starts to spill,
Memories seem to flee,
And for one sweet instant moment,
I start to feel free.
I drag the blade again,
More blood gushing out,
The pain has taken over,
As I scream and shout.
Much time has passed,
The depression never left,
I feel isolated from joy,
Because no matter what... I can't forget.