Somebody Save Me

Somebody save me before I drown, in the bed of needles, covering the ground.
My heart is like ice, and my soul is pure black.
Somebody save me because my life is starting to slack.
As the needles break my skin, the scars start to set in.
The memory of happiness is so vague, like a plague, threatening to steal my life away.
Before the tip of this knife, I beg of you, to please save my worthless life.