Well this makes a change,
Not crying alone,
There's someone here,
And I don't know why,
These damned feelings come now,
I want to cut,
But I have no blade,
I want to sleep,
But I'm not tired anymore.
I kinda wish I was alone,
Then I could open my scars again,
But that won't be happening soon,
This feeling is over-whelming,
But my friend comforts me,
Their touch is the kindest thing,
To happen to me for a while.
Dear Friend,
I'm sorry I think this way,
But the exit's covered,
By the demons in my head,
I think I'll just sleep,
It's the easiest way to escape.
