I lay awake night after night.
Holding my feelings so deep inside.
I need someone near, Someone here.
Someone to hold me close and
Help me over come my fears.
My fears of life, of love, and sorrow.
Someone to be there when I feel hollow.
But I sit here alone all on my own.
My fears over come me.
My sorrows will soon drown me.
I open the droor, Pull out the knife.
Will this make me happy?
Will this make it all right?
Everythings blurry, My eyes full of tears.
I pull out the blade, over come my fears.
Drip goes the blood as it runs off my arm.
Was it the right decision or did it do me more harm?
 
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