I have these dark thoughts
Clogging up in my brain
Might get a razor
And puncture it through my vein
One cut, two cuts, three cuts, its four
The blood just rolls from the tub to the floor.
I am the one to blame
You all think its for the fame
Watching myself bleed
Its too late, I've ready done the deed.
Candle, you look so beautiful
Would look better burning my skin
I'm sorry parents, but I knew you wouldn't understand
The anger and emotions I carry around
Its over now, I can start a new life
Up in a protective place
We know as heaven.
C