My wounds go deeper then the ones on my wrist My scars hurt more than the blood on my wrist My tears won't fall, I'm emotionally conflicted While inflicting this pain is my most sincere addiction It hurts so much, I just want to cut deeper Bleeding out, awaiting the arrival of the reaper Scars so deep, I no longer care to smile Wishing I could slip away for a while To fade away, leave my troubles behind Only if the voices in my head were as kind Wishing for the time my body decays That is when I live my final day When family and friends all beg me to stay Most importantly its when my scars fade AWAY