I feel locked deep inside my head
With thoughts that float and dance...

What is this placed on my plate?
A slime of what looks to be alive...

Dark thoughts filling my actions
Pumping my veins with venom...

Tears that fall from my eyes
Tears of sorrow tears that I cry...

The slit of the wrist makes me feel happy
It makes me feel pure...

A wave of fire burns in your eyes
Every time I see you I break down and cry...

There once was an apple tree
Where I could sit and think...

Alone. I lay far beneath the earth.
Craving a glimpse of a shimmering light, a glow...

Do you hear the crys?
The screaming of the dead...

Trapped behind these bars
Chained onto these walls...

You dont know what Ive been through
So you can shut your mouth...

I hide away into my room
Slicing away the blood shown soon...