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.