Let me be honest
For just one second
My brain is torturing me
My heart is aching

I need help
And I need it fast
My mind is stuck
On my memories of my addiction
I see those ladies every night
While I scream in my head

I have a razor blade close to my bed
And I struggle every night
To keep it from turning red

I don’t really like my family
Especially the one I call my bro
I sometimes want to go
Only to and never fro

I keep trying to live
But my heart is cold
I want someone to hold
But the love has grown cold

You don’t know how much it helps
To put this all out
And hopefully soon
I can get some rest
Then I can give you all
My very best