Depression and the way it kills me

Cutters Lullaby

Go to sleep and close your eyes
(sure, I can't sleep with open eyes)
And dream of broken butterflies
( can you teach me how to control my dreams?)
That tore their wings against a thorne
( I don't know what thorne means, but okay)
You know the pain that they have borne
( Maybe...)

Silver Metal, shines so bright
(yeah, it does)
Scarlet blood that feels so right
(I don't comment this)
Dream of that blood trickling down
(I CAN'T CONTROL MY DREAMS!!!)
and wake up just before you drown
( It doesn't scare me to drown)

The moonlights shining off your tears
(....)
As you bleed out your own worst fears
(I can't bleed that much)
So tonight when you start to cry
(That's what I do daily)
Whisper the cutters Lullaby
(I'll try my best)

Hushabye baby, your almost dead
You don't have a pulse and your pillow is red
Your family hates you, your friends let you bleed,
Sleep tight with a knife, cause it's all that you need

Rockabye baby, broken and scared
You didn't know that life would be this hard
Time to end the pain that you hid so well
And down will come baby straight back to hell

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Jaaaaa, das ist einer meiner Lieblingssprüche.
Irgendwie ist er wahr...
Zumindest in meinem Leben...