KNIFE

Sitting here, thinking of how bad i wanna do it.
I stare at that silver and shiny knife,
I've promised i won't touch again in my life.

But i can't help it, i wanna do it.
I wanna feel it in my veins again.

Sure i know how disappointed my family would be.
But if this what it takes to make me happy, they gotta understand and believe in me.

I often pray to God and asked him to make me stop,
but the feeling only gets better when the knife cross the line. And the pleasure is even better when i see the blood touch the floor. i have to do it, i wanna do it now.

I'm gonna take it and cut so deep, then I'm gonna smile.
oh, how i wish you was here with me. it be worth a while.
but since you're not here this letter is for you.
just know the i love you and ill be watching over you.