A knife can cut so deep
Promises I can’t keep
I need to feel something
Aside from tears, something comforting
To think I might die from something so small
Makes it seem so simple, like nothing at all
Just scratch my skin and maybe shout
A stream of red begins to flow out
A tear falls from my cheek
I’m feeling very weak
The puddle grows larger
My head feels heavier
Just one simple motion
And out flows an ocean
Just one simple knife
Can end this hell I call life
