Last tear last goodbye

Last tear last good bye

Last tear last good bye,
My last tear rolling down my cheek,
It has no energy,
And I am very week,
I listen to the blood curdling screams out side,
I wish I could just hide,
Curl up in side myself,
Or be a Russian doll on the shelf,
With so many layers to me,
You have to know me well,
To feel what I feel,
My life is like a turning wheel of fait,

One slip, one trip,
One mistake, going through the blade,
I’ve done it once and once again,
Just waiting for all the pain,
All the hurt to dissolve,
Without feeling all the cold,
I really do feel that my body has been sold,
To the razor blade,
What comes with all the pain,
And you now what I hope I don’t have to do it again………………….