Silence
is the loudest
noise that humans can comprehend.

I think I've gone too far,
to see the scars,
that I have put in writing,
from my weary mind.

In this jar,
take a look please.
It's full of the tears
you caused me.

In this jar,
the crimson looks black.
It's full of the blood
you shed from my back.

In this jar,
the creature is alive.
It contains a demon,
and that demon shall thrive as long as you're here.

N* *ever
E nding
R esidence of
D *efinitions

Hide the scars,
don't let them see.
They'll call you a ****,
just as they please.

You drink Starbucks,
you take selfies.
You're a White Girl,
you see.

You're hair is red
with your Irish genes.
You are a ginger
with no soul in thee.

Your skin is colored,
your hair so dark.
You are a criminal,
that's how they see.

Yes,
it may be a known opinion.
But it has a new form.
Someone that's willing to speak up.

Yes,
it may be a known idea.
But it has been taken into action.
Someone that's willing to do it.

Yes,
it may be a known remark.
But it has been said.
Someone that cares enough to say it.

I see the scars
on your wrist.
I see the tears
rolling down your cheeks.
I scream at you to put the knife down,
but can you hear me?
Can you hear me at all?

I see the pain
that you're bearing.
I see the abuse
put onto you.
I scream at you to put the bleach away,
but can you hear me?
Can you only hear silence
through the slicing detriment
of your own affliction?

A* *rtistry
M agnificent
B elievable
E lucidive
R *elatable

L* *oving
I nexplicable
G iving
H ealing
T *rustworthy

D* *estructing
A gonizing
R uthless
K *illing

Calm down-
it's almost over.
Just wait a little longer,
and the nightmare will end.
Put down the sharp edge,
and listen to me:
Your thoughts are like fog,
a fog so thick breathing is agonizing.

Calm down-
it's almost over.
Blink and it'll be gone,
the nightmare will end.
Put down the sharp edge,
and listen to me:
Pain won't make it end,
it won't end because it'll cause more pain.

Calm down-
it's almost over.
Close your eyes and it'll be gone,
the nightmare will end.
Put down the sharp edge,
and listen to me:
Follow my voice,
for my voice will get you through this mess.

Calm down-
it's almost over.
Don't let the blood leak out and it'll be gone,
the nightmare will end.
Put down the sharp edge,
and listen to me:
You will be alright,
*soon enough that you will see the light again.