Sometimes I dream of falling off a cliff to only wake up and realize I'm still alive.
The pain is still in my heart
The demons still crowd my mind
The tears still sting my eyes every night more as the hours passed by.
My mind controls my hands
My heart is still numb from the damage you did
You're still happy, I'm still crying every night
I've got a collection far more rare than yours.
My razors are always there when no one else is
I drown myself every night with a negative thoughts I never see a positive one crossed my mind
I make tally marks that represent the day have been alone. That's why I have so many scars
