My Cutting Excuse

I have no excuse
Except for this dagger
To slice across my wrists
And across the floor I stagger

I have no excuse
Except for my memories
And because of this staggering
I have been brought to my knees

I have no excuse
Except for my bleeding broken heart
To lie on this cold bloody floor
Dying because we’re apart

I have no excuse
Except for my emptiness
To lie in my own blood
And to wish away all of this

I have my excuses
But of course you think their useless
So, on this floor I’ll forever stay
Until you come to me and say
Please o please stop all of this
Because I truly love you
And I promise that I will try and help you through