Slitting my wrists
Is the only thing
That exists
In order to help meClose my eyes
Disappear
To somewhere
That isn't realWishing this was reality
I cry my self to sleep
Left with a broken heartNot able to mend
Not able to work
Our two worlds
Crashing apartChanneling
My inner goddess
I found faith
Only from below
Rarely I go
To the heavens above
That somehow solve problems
Those things don't existUnhappiness
Slit my wrists
Now I don't exist