Verse 1}
I picked up a cold metal blade
And watched as tears streamed down my face.
I pressed the blade to my pale, fragile wrist.
And flinched when a cry escaped my lips.
I remember falling to my knees.
And screaming out 'Lord, end it please'
Chorus}
Caught up in an abundance of lies.
Walking around with cold, dead eyes.
Picking at old bloody scars.
Words engraved in my frozen heart.
Verse 2}
Hid my scars with a tattered jumper.
Couldn't let them see whats under.
Broken and bruised, lost and cold without a clue. Attacked out of the blue. Dead inside because of you.
Chorus}
Caught up in an abundance of lies.
Walking around with cold, dead eyes.
Picking at old bloody scars.
Words engraved in my frozen heart.
Verse3}
Now as I hold a gun.
All my pain becomes undone.
Shot the bullet through my head.
Big surprise that I ended up dead.
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Depression
Non-FictionThis is basically my story with cutting and depression, you can just click out if you're going to say I deserved it.