The Blade

I Thought I Was Getting Better
That The Pain Was Fading Away
It Was all Going So Perfect
Until I Picked Up The Blade Today

My Mum Was Yelling In The Morning
My brothers were Giving Me A Hard Time
And Before I Knew It I Was In The Shower
Looking At That Old Friend Of Mine

I Closed My Eyes for A Minute
And All The Pain Flooded Back
Every Memory I Tried To Forget
So Many Id Even Lost Track

So I Took The Blade In My Hand
And Dragged It Across My wrist
I Thought Of What he Did To Me
As I Cried And Clenched My Fist

And As The Water Washed It Away
I Took To My Wrist Again
I Imagined The Day Jeremy Left Me
And Another Cut Was Made Then

Then I Just Started Crying
For Every Reason In the World
Nine Cuts In All i Made
Curled Up Crying Like A Little Girl

And Here I Was Thinking
I Was Getting Better Each Day
That i Could Say I Was An Ex Cutter
But That Name Has Now Faded Away

I Just Cant Seem To See
Whats Going On In My Head
All of A Sudden I Miss The Blade
What Memory haven't I Read

The Pills Seem More Appealing
I think Iv Finally Broken Down
I Just Think I Cant Fake It Anymore
So Welcome Back My Frown...

Sorry It Sucks