You were once my candle in the dark,
But your flame went out...
You were once my map in the unknown,
But you went and I was left lost...

Physically shes ok....
Mentally shes been beaten, battered and tortured.

The razor makes its mark,
The smell of blood so strong,
A world of crimson and pain,
A world where I belong.....

A fake smile,
A fake laugh,
A fake life,
Im sick of being fake........

Everyday he'll find a way,
To make me cry....
Everday he'll find a way,
To make me wanna die....
Everday he'll find a way,
To make another cut appear,
Everyday he'll find a way,
To make my smile disappear...

You've broken my heart,
Broken it beyond repair,
But the saddest thing of all,
Is you don't even care

Today inside I died,
And you didnt even notice...
Today I broke down and cried,
And you didnt even care....
Today I really needed you,
And you just walked away...
Today I slashed my wrists,
And you just laughed.....

I hate you so much for this.

You think I slit my wrists because Im depressed.....
But I only slit them to be happy......

As I slit my wrist for the last time...
All I see is you.......
And your laughing your head off......

I tried to fight Depression.
But in the end he won.
He made me unhappy and lonely.
He stopped me having fun.

So now I take the knife.
And place it on my wrist.
I cut until everything is bright red
And I no longer exsist...