CutS Can -heal-
Life *may* change
~but My pAiN~
will never [fade]

The mirror is mY (enemy)
The Razor BlAdE is my *friend*
People who \"care\" are [liars]
>My LIfe iM GoIng To ~end~

Deep beaneath the heart of gold
the young girls life lies dead and cold
the pain of lies, is held deep within
suicide is going to win

Hurting, screaming
burning in hell,
for ive lost the man
who i love so well

Pain is my life
cutting is my way
hurting myself
day after day

Pain is MY EssEnce
My Only WaY oF liFe
to FeEl the rElieF
as i pIcK up The KniFe

Refuges have feeling too

{ALone} and unloved By tHe oneS i *used* tO loVe .:MOsT:.

My [BlaCkenEd] heart
My torn up *Skin*
To me S u i c i D e
will >never< be a _s_i_n_

~*Look into my eYes*~
then [look] at my arm
i Just Want -you- to know,
You Caused my *sElf* HaRm