I simply lay here
Listening to the slow beating of my heart
My thought begein  to drift in the abyss
Wondering why I am so unstable
Why I am considered so unstandable to you
My hearts beats slow, as if it's the only thing I feel
The only steady rhythm I have in my life
The ghostly touch of four faint scars linger on my wrist
one
two
three
four
There's a icy itch of pain I want to feel again
One, two, three, four.
Five