Dont help me now

A knife through my arm
blood on the floor
the emotional pain
I cant take any more

But as hard as i try,
and as much as i pray
its as if the pain
is here to stay

You saw the scar
upon my wrist
the reasons not to do it,
you came up with a list

As i try to take it
as it all soaks in
I live my life
this sorrowful sin

The pain is as real
as the blood on my arm
but please don't worry
I'm not in harm

You weren't there before
so don't be here now
I can make it through
I know i can somehow

The cuts the scars
there here to stay
as is the pain
i feel each day

So don't try to help me
and guide me through
I've made it this far
I don't need you