Forever Falling

My knife is always calling,
My soul is slowly falling.

On the outside i'm smiling,
but on the inside i'm silently dying.

my cold heart beats black,
for the little girl that i want back.

so again i cut away at my life,
sick and tired of living by the knife.

but this black heart is so full of hate,
death, it seems, is my approaching fate.

so i cut for lost pride,
i cut for peace of mind.

i cut for broken dreams,
i cut to silence the screams.

i can't silence the blade, it's calling,
i can't save my soul, forever falling