These scars on my wrist
tell stories you'll never know...

I have so much i want to say
yet am so limited with pen and paper...

Someday
This will be alright...

My heart will go on
no matter the cost...

I've been hopelessly in love
and beyond broken...

You sit there
staring...

Vs 1) you carry me
above the clouds...

I watch
as the blade slices across my skin...

It shimmers, shining in the light
sparkling red, dripping from my wrist...

I reach for you
But no one's there...

One more day
routine again...

Knife-my release
match-my best friend...