I don't know what i did
but it must of been bad
because you reached in quickly
pulled out a knife and rag
you ran into the bathroom
with your best from at hand
why must you think
your life is so bland
what did i do to you
to make you feel and act this way
I'm curious on how often you do this
is it every day?
i don't see how you could do this
cut your flesh and bone
i don't see how you could want
to feel and be alone
I'm only here to guide you
so you don't end your life
so please for the love of me
put down the knife
i don't want you to do this
although you probably must
i don't want you to be buried
your bones turning to dust
i want to tell you to stop
but for some reason you don't listen
you say that this is a problem
that your a simple dot in the distance
you were laughing before we got here
and i don't see what i did
i don't want you to end your life
i don't want you to get rid
i don't see what i did to you
that made you feel this pain
and I'm sorry that you did this
that you acting upon yourself this way
the things you do to yourself
your allowed to do
but before you die and end your life
i thought maybe you knew
knew that i love you
with all of my heart
maybe thats why you cut yourself
because you think we should be apart
i don't want you to feel this pain
i don't want you to suffer
i don't know if its
your dad or i
or even if its your mother
I'm sorry i didn't call you back
but i needed to catch up on things
i went to sleep and prayed to god
that death is what it brings
I'm sorry that you hate your life
that you only want this sorrow
but i can only pray for you
that you are here...
tomorrow
