=another night
of lonely dark...

+ arms of cuts
numbing other pain...

holding my knife
crimson blood glistens...

+once again
crying and alone...

~deep inside
my soul is dying...

You say you love me
is it true...

+ i don't want to be here
make it all stop...

= my bedroom door
is the gateway to hell...

Tormented cries
echo in the night...

Dulling my pain with cuts
many ask if i am nuts...

*memories haunt me
making me cry...

Staring into the mirror
dressed in black from head to toe...