I just feel so sick
Like I'm down getting kicked
As if My chest is caving in
Like something needs to be against my skin

I crave the feeling of pain
And I know that people think I've gone insane
That I would crave a Blade
Some may have even prayed

But nothing quite satisfied me like that did
So if you think that I'm messed up I'll take your bid
Because sometimes I feel completely hollow
Just filled with guilt and sorrow

But after the deed is done I may not see the morning sun
I lay there thinking maybe this is the one.
That will finally let too much slip out
The one that causes a metaphorical draught

But I'm still here writing this
it really must make some of you reminisce
But now that I've caught your attention
Maybe you'll realize it's time for ascension.

I want you to know people care about you
That I've felt the same as you too
But I realized that I was all wrong
I just wish it wouldn't of taken so long

So I'm trying to help you
Please call that hotline, this is your cue.
They just want to guide you
But you need to want help too.

They can't call you
So just open up and let it spew
All the raw emotions you've shed
All the feelings you've bled

I promise that I love you
here's your clue
I wrote this just for someone like you
Because I was once just like that too

-CC