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Sitting in my bathroom sanctuary
Tightly gripping this silver blade
Bad things are running through my head
As all of my hope begins to fade

Lowering the jagged blade against my arm
The sharp silver knife runs through my skin
With a twisted sense of peace bubbling up from within
The momentary reliefs reminds me why I would commit such a sin

This is how I control my life
How I make everything feel ok
It's my escape route from the insufferable pain
That torments me day after day

Then the knife I my hand I quickly hide
Escaping back to my room I return it to its hidden place
And knowing I've successfully commited my crime for the day
Makes the tears of shame cascade down my face

Every feeling of hollow comfort
When into my body I carve this art
Every moment of guilty pleasure
Is tearing my life apart