The razor it lay As it calls out my name. Ready to play His evil little game.
The pain scratches my chest From the inside out. Never giving me a rest No matter how loud my cries Its laughter never dies.
Temptation at my door. Her repetitive knock. Over and over. She never seems to stop.
I want to win But never will. Sheβs just to loud Must make it stop. Must make daddy proud.
I fight and fight But the pain is to much An addiction as such Is to hard to quit.
I know Iβve lost. When the blood dances down my arm. When the noises have stopped. Things are steady. Things are calm. Till the blade is ready. And temptation come back.
The cuts and blood Stare back at me With disappointment As I pull down my sleeve The game is over. Now its just me.