Knifes are still screaming at me The light that shines upon them Begging me to cave in To cave in across my skin Until the skin turns red And the blood flows out, slowly.
The voice keeps whispering That I should cut before he leaves To prepare myself For the pain and the loneliness For the darkness that will talk to me again.
They say I should go And be inpatient again To torture myself To tear my own heart
They even say I have to lie to him Just so he would leave And I would be home In the darkness of my mind The deepest part Only he has found.
And the fear is paralizing. No more realizing Of the happiness I found Every time His voice is the sound The only sound in the cold room I'm in.
And some part of me Wishes to save him And another part Wants him to save me From my own dark cloud The dark cloud, I myself have made.
And I have to cave in But I don't want to disappoint him. But the voice won't stop. And it's killing me from inside out.