Everything gets dark when I'm alone
I hate the feeling I get when you're gone
I hate myself
I hate living
I wish this blade could do so much more
I wish this blade would put
me out my misery
So I'd stop being so unsure
I wish this blade had a purpose
Then maybe so will
I wish I didn't need reassurance
To have a reason why
I wish I could just fly
To stop the urge to cry
I will this blade would cut me loose
Instead of cutting my thigh
I wish this blade did so much more
So I can finally die.
