My so called life

Things to hide
Things to keep
Things that cut
And make me weep

Deep inside my heart I bleed
Like oxygen so far
The thing I need

Without my blood I can no longer live
The cuts on my wrist
Like a sedative

I cry my nights into days
Screaming my so called life away

In my mind so silently dying
My life drains away with each tear that I'm crying

My last tear falls
to the ground
I lay there dead
Without a sound...