I'm Laying on the floor
with a knife in hand
holding back tears
arguing with myself
I need an escape
freedom from this haunted cage
there is no escape
the shadows of my mind will never leave
reminding me of every mistake
questioning every joy
turning everything upside down
leaving me with nothing
here comes the tears
as I shake and shudder with fear
perhaps the life I love is just a waste
all my hope is buried deep
covered by dead willow trees
I want to draw blood
watch it slide down my arm
its not the pain I'm after
just the blood, a lake for my trees
a temporary fix
when morning comes I'll be back at square one.