Caught in the chilling air
Wind whispering through the trees
All around me whips my hair
As the sky cries for me

Flashes across the nighttime sky
The only light in my life
I hear the raven’s croaking cry
He is my only witness

Pain slashes through my arm
Nothing like what you did to me
That cocky smile and Southern charm
And all those broken promises

All the time I spent on you
All the wounds you inflicted
All the pain you put me through
All the tears I’ve ever shed

Time could not heal what you’ve done
Since you ripped the light from me
Now, I can’t feel the warmth of the sun
A shell, a broken, bleeding girl

There I go, another slash
This time a little higher
Still nothing like the fall and crash
Of my perfect little world

I hate that I still love you
Hate that I can’t hate you instead
But I know my heart is pure and true
When I say for you, I’d die

This requires another cut
Physical numbing emotional
It’s easier to keep my heart shut
Less pain in the long run

I promised I wouldn’t do this again
It started once, turning to twice
Twice then turned to ten
Now, I guess I lost count

I stubbed the toe of my leather boots
Blinded by my dripping tears
Stumbling, falling on the tree’s roots
Smearing dirt into my face

I reach up into the night air
Groping, grasping for you
Not an ounce of love to spare
I just grab at nothing.

I can’t take the darkness consuming me
Need to end…the hurt…the agony
I’m reminded of my mortality
One slice is all it takes…

Metal clanking against the forest ground
Crimson ribbons from my wrists
Howling wind is the only sound
Drowning out my cries of pain

I hear the raven one last time
Before I start to fall under
Was loving you such a crime?
Was your love too much to ask?

Evanescence of my life
Waves of sweet release
No more pain, no more strife
And the earth bleeds out for me.

Once upon a time lived a lovely, fair maid
She was young and naïve and believed in the power of love.
So, when the prince came to save her,
She thought he was her soul mate, thought it was fate,
For the slipper had fit like a glove.

But what happens when the slipper no longer fits?
When the sands of time have taken their toll,
When she is a young beauty no more?
Valleys on her face and inches on her waist,
And life has left scars on her soul.

Will her prince still be there to save her?
Is she the one he will want to kiss?
When all is said and done, will he be there fighting?
Or will he give up the ghost, say, “I guess we made the most,
But our time is up, and I’m sorry, Miss.”

How quick he is to forget her sacrifices.
All those years she patiently waited,
Trapped in her own personal tower, her cage,
Never giving up hope when she was alone, but now that she’s grown,
She can’t help but think love is overrated.

How can he break every promise he made her?
He said that there was nothing on Earth could tear them apart.
She was young, what did she know of reality?
Certainly not that forever could end, that it could just be a trend.
So, stupidly, she gave him her heart.

She thought it would be safe with him.
Now it lies in pieces on the forest floor,
How will she put it back together again?
It’s mangled and marred, it’s bruised and it’s scarred
With a grief that rocks her to her very core.

She had had a life before,
Now everything inside her felt dead.
She had been fun, innocent, she did not know pain.
And she had had dreams that he ripped at the seams
All because he didn’t mean what he said.

She can remember, bitterly, what it was to be loved.
She was once the apple of his eye,
He had made her feel like his own Aphrodite.
But now he has gone, chasing after a new, younger fawn
And all her best years have just drifted by.

Once upon a time lived a broken, sad maid,
She was wise and mature and no longer believed in love.
Once, long ago, a prince had saved her.
She thought she had found her soul mate, thought it was fate.
Now it’s just a time she’s reminiscent of.

You’ve found your love, and I’ve found mine
In the form of a neat, clean line
Straight down my wrist.
Because a jagged razor is softer on my skin
Than having to hear the lies you spin,
The ones you told before we kissed.

I hope she makes you happy like I never could.
No, don’t mind me, I swear I’m good.
I swear I’ll be okay.
And don’t you worry about the blood in the drain,
It’s just a little something I need to keep me sane;
Something to fade out the gray.

The blade is more passionate than you could ever be,
And when you’re with her, do you ever think of me?
Because metal is my only thought.
Unlike you, it’s able to set to my veins a fire,
And making love to the knife takes me higher
By hitting just the right spot.

When you left, I thought you’d taken away my dreams,
But I found a new future in the way it gleams,
The light in a murky cave.
And even as it slowly withers away my life,
I can still bloom into a beautiful wife,
Forever married to the grave.