Another night in my head
A razor in my hand
Another cut on my wrist
Small...But deep enough to bleed
Another night of weakness
Giving in to temptation
The silver object I cannot resist
That hypnotizing shine...
Luring me closer to death
Each open wound enchants me
Leading me to wonder what lies deeper
I could find out...I have the power...
And I'm not afraid...I'm just not ready...
