somewhere inside of her she was broken,
with wounds no doctor could heal
it was like she'd lost her history
and forgotten all of her future
she only thought now of the present
breathing for that moment when the knife
took all the hurt away
living for the lonely void inside
that the streaming blood could somehow fill
and just for that single moment
she didn't have to think about the true pain...
the pain that hurt the most
another day in that life, of being that person,
the crashing dreams
the bleeding took it all away
and once again she felt that she was
whole.